Yesterday was, unfortunately, a somewhat sad day
Takumi
73 days. Here are the different steps in the last days Takumis in Kunming: The first goodbye party for Takumi and his girlfriend (who was just visiting or a few days with him on our trip) was Mr. Inaba-san held, our Japanese fellow who lives in one of the nicer dorm room bed alone. Using Hoa, the Vietnamese, he has conjured up an entire Japanese Supper, Korokke (コロッケ, croquettes),
Soba (荞麦, buckwheat noodle soup),
Kushiage (串 揚げ, shish kebab) and natto (纳豆, fermented soy beans) - and yes, the latter can I actually eat (the Japanese are always happy that almost all Westerners can find the abnormal and completely inedible, and neither eat nor smell, I find it not very tasty, but not as bad as it is). Despite many people (including Qinghua Haiyan and her friend were there, as well as DJ and (uninvited of course) and Yang Laoshi, our mädelsbegrabschender, macho "Gefängsniwärter"), we can not eat all the food. Farewell Party II The next evening, we (Amila, Li Rui, I, Takumi and his girlfriend) went to the hot pot meal in our regular fire pottery. So entirely without Thais we were a bit confused, but nevertheless we have eaten sauviel again. Unfortunately, I somehow failed to make pictures there.
Farewell Party III
again a day later, as the Thais and the two "Hong Kong Girls" (Apple & Oiling) is not in the celebrations were involved, we have a common to Korean Begängnis our confidence, uh ... [which verb to use here?] ... committed us to fully hit their bellies again. 37 yuan per person, just under 4 euros. Wow, that was soooooo delicious!
was then not yet final, no, most of us decided not to go to a bar near our university, and some of Dali beer to destroy. Strangely, I also have some drunk, although I do not like beer. Yeah, peer pressure ... I'll not do it again. Although I was not even close to drunk, but my stomach does not seem as good beer. Note to myself: beer Umtrünke avoid!
Farewell Party IV
On the eve before Takumis departure, the inhabitants of our room, ergo, we, again in a Japanese restaurant called Ajisen Ramen (味 千 ラーメン, something like: "noodle soup of the 1000 tastes" ) driven, Takumi invited us. And again the great food was the word:
Katsudon (カツ 丼, pork strips with rice),
Miso soup (味噌 汁, soybean soup), tofu (豆腐, soy cheese [one knows ja]), again Korokke ( see above), much Ramen (ラーメン, Japanese noodle soup) and of course Sushi (寿司, raw fish with rice), by the latter I could not help me a photo. Everything was extremely tasty, I could have fooled me (I could not) , and we have breakfast and to fed. In the end, everyone has another ice cream (アイスクリーム, aisukurīmu ) ordered and then we all rolled home ... ... and off! That same evening, a little later Takumi got a few parting gifts, especially from its largest Fans, the Thai women: -Stitch merchandise, such as slippers, gloves, various stuffed animals and earmuffs. From me there was such a practical as gas-powered storm lighter (as a German one thinks so practical, right?). Also from the Giver's antennae were some little things ... no wonder that Takumi had to pay the next morning at the airport for 8 kilograms too much or about 270 yuan.
Oh yes, the airport ... we wanted to support our friend or all the airport, not just the three cell mates, no, Tik, Mhuey, Nics, Bow, and even Auay Poon (pronounced [pun]) wanted to join him early to the airport. No problem for us - although between 0:30 and 6:30 no electricity and therefore no light is there - we got along and Tik (the bespectacled girl next to Takumi) was awake and ready. Your roommate and Poon and Auay and the others slept, however, all still there and so was the only Tik Thai escort. to call a taxi was difficult, and it was raining. Since we were five, Tik and I are hinterhergedüst alone in a second taxi. Well ... and then stop to say goodbye at the airport. Pretty sad ... : - /
now cool for your photos? ... well if we get a new roommate? 拓民 さん に, さようなら!
(I was a bit reminiscent of Leo, hihi!)
A little further on there was still white lions and white tigers seen, which had a fairly large area for himself, I must say, as bad as I thought, the farm really is not there. Maybe it looks different in the other zoo, but have no pandas. At some point I guck me certainly still on. Then we arrived at a large walk-in area: a kind of peacock farm, with tens, no hundreds, perhaps thousands of peacocks. Or is it
November-folder of my Flickr page
Almost everything here is much cheaper than here at home in Germany. All, of course the food