top rice?in china if they buy you lunch they expect you
to be lunch
to be lunch
Back in Beijing... so Ning from Beijing!What a weird day. Presented to the "big potato" this morning with our Chinese associates, so I'm speaking english and one of them is translating. Went very well.. lots of discussion after that I couldn't understand unless my new friend Claudia decided something was worth translating for me.
Anyway, the client took us out to lunch, which is a good sign. Vast amounts of food, vast amounts of rice wine, people toasting each other every 2 minutes... decorum rather demanded that I try everything, including something that I couldn't identify at all. Not even sure whether it was animal or vegetable. Might have been jellyfish? No fucking idea. Huge amounts of subtle but slightly drunken business diplomacy going on around me.
At least I had all the pretty girls at my table.
Then a 2 hour drive back to Beijing, most of which I slept through.
I am now in a hotel somewhere, I know not where. And I have to go out in an hour and eat more.
Bonkers.
Anyway, the client took us out to lunch, which is a good sign. Vast amounts of food, vast amounts of rice wine, people toasting each other every 2 minutes... decorum rather demanded that I try everything, including something that I couldn't identify at all. Not even sure whether it was animal or vegetable. Might have been jellyfish? No fucking idea. Huge amounts of subtle but slightly drunken business diplomacy going on around me.
At least I had all the pretty girls at my table.
Then a 2 hour drive back to Beijing, most of which I slept through.
I am now in a hotel somewhere, I know not where. And I have to go out in an hour and eat more.
Bonkers.
top rice? cor!That sounds amazing. I can't remember the last time I didn't know where I was.
When did you stop drinking?(just heard that Mike Portnoy has left Dream Theatre . . . )
16 May 2008Why?
edit: curiously, I very rarely didn't know where I was when drinking. I had an excellent homing instinct and would wake up in my own bed after blacking out.
I can only think of one occasion when I woke and didn't know where I was.
I'd go places with my memory not working though, so I've had to go places I had no recollection visiting to retrieve things like my coat or my shoes.
edit: curiously, I very rarely didn't know where I was when drinking. I had an excellent homing instinct and would wake up in my own bed after blacking out.
I can only think of one occasion when I woke and didn't know where I was.
I'd go places with my memory not working though, so I've had to go places I had no recollection visiting to retrieve things like my coat or my shoes.
didn't you drink champers at a recent wedding?i was quite impressed with that
I had one glass, yes.I started having the odd drink before Christmas, but haven't been drunk.
I don't drink on my own, I only drink with people I trust not to say "go on, have another one".
I don't drink on my own, I only drink with people I trust not to say "go on, have another one".
this week of setting up the house has had me way down on myalcohol consumption, I'm coming to the conclusion that tv and iternet is linked to me sitting in front of the telly surfing the web and drinking beer.
My god, what will the world do without Dream Theatre?*Pointlessly plays in 9/8*
He is a great drummer though heard his work with OSI?
after 13 pints in 1 eveningwhen i was a student many moons ago
Did an all nighter, went out the night afterheaded home at 3am and woke up at 6am leaning against a suburban garden gate... not a clue where, fortunately it was edinburgh so used arthur's seat for navigation.
Ning from White City!My brother's in Beijing at the moment, doing the 2nd year of his degree course. If you see a 19-year-old ginger lad wandering about, it's probably him - I doubt they have that many of them.
*rubs thighs*oh hang on a minute, you said ginger lady didn't you ?
Our company is owned by the Chinese.Whenever I've been out to Africa for business I usually have to stay with the Chinese as a guest.
Fuck me they can drink. I'm a big drinker but they take the piss. The whole evening is based around Ganbei and it's hard to get out of without upsetting them. The big trouble is they are constantly topping up your glass so you haven't a clue as to how much you've drunk.
In the cumulative few months I've stayed with them I've never puked up so much from beer nor done as much Karaoke.
Being driven home by pissed up Chinese through the rainforests of Ghana whilst having Bobby Darin crooned to you in Engrish whilst trying not to throw isn't pleasant.
The thing is, the next day - they are straight into work at 7.00am as if nothing's gone on, no mention of the night before and not a hangover between them. Whilst I'm wearing shades, sweating like Beadle in a glove shop and gipping every 3 minutes.
Fuck me they can drink. I'm a big drinker but they take the piss. The whole evening is based around Ganbei and it's hard to get out of without upsetting them. The big trouble is they are constantly topping up your glass so you haven't a clue as to how much you've drunk.
In the cumulative few months I've stayed with them I've never puked up so much from beer nor done as much Karaoke.
Being driven home by pissed up Chinese through the rainforests of Ghana whilst having Bobby Darin crooned to you in Engrish whilst trying not to throw isn't pleasant.
The thing is, the next day - they are straight into work at 7.00am as if nothing's gone on, no mention of the night before and not a hangover between them. Whilst I'm wearing shades, sweating like Beadle in a glove shop and gipping every 3 minutes.
that's odd all the chinese i konw fall over after 3 pintsspirits are a no-no
a lot of far eastern types are slightly alergic to it. we once nearly killed a drummer of a japanese rock band.... he went very red and was pissed instantly.
Seriously massive drinkers.Every night this goes on. Perhaps they've become used to it being exiled in Africa for years. Drank me under the table and this was when I was in my 'alcoholic' years.
I remember going to the toilet to throw up and with it being Africa the toilet didn't flush, like nothing works over there. I thought it would be clever to fill up a waste bin with water from the sink and throw it down the bog. I dropped the bin before I got to the bog so water everywhere and puke still all over the bog. I filled it up again and threw it down the bog. The bog was fucking blocked, so now puke and water all over the floor. I thought 'fuck it' and proceeded to leave but not before I slipped and soaked my trousers and sleeve with pukey water.
It cheered the fuckers up though. "You velly funny Daniel.Velly funny man, you sooooo drunk"
"Remember you are representing the company" were the last words my manager said to me before I left for that Africa trip.
I remember going to the toilet to throw up and with it being Africa the toilet didn't flush, like nothing works over there. I thought it would be clever to fill up a waste bin with water from the sink and throw it down the bog. I dropped the bin before I got to the bog so water everywhere and puke still all over the bog. I filled it up again and threw it down the bog. The bog was fucking blocked, so now puke and water all over the floor. I thought 'fuck it' and proceeded to leave but not before I slipped and soaked my trousers and sleeve with pukey water.
It cheered the fuckers up though. "You velly funny Daniel.Velly funny man, you sooooo drunk"
"Remember you are representing the company" were the last words my manager said to me before I left for that Africa trip.
Lots of fucking Ganbei going down at lunchtime with the rice wine.......
well keep that quiet.. even if ms ganbei is the nutsmrs illuminator would be horrified