Getting messages of any kind through has become an obstacle course each day. Nothing in China is easy.
There have been hours of misery and yes, one more complete day of misery...imagine this: You are teaching grade school in China and all they have for a bathroom is a huge long trough that you have to straddle and then squat while trying to hold your breath because if you breathe you think you will lose your stomach. There is no sink and therefore no soap and of course so toilet paper. Add to this diarrhea. Now, I am not saying this happened to me, but just imagine it. And if it did happen to me, I might have been unprepared because up until that time I had no intention of EVER using the torture bathroom.
Fortunately, the teaching has finally become some kind of "fun."
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Just to let you know I am very familiar with the scenario you painted in this "IMAGINE" chapter of the blog. I would like to officially congratulate you that you now have what I call "HOng KOng nose" which means you can handle much stronger odors than before you went to China. This is a gift that will help you the rest of your life. I wish you the best of luck of avoiding the torture bathroom! by the way-you are hilarious! Love your friend with the Hong Kong Nose for life
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