Our last full day in China. We were actually regretting the departure. Our hostility and flash temper with the Chinese was subsiding. We took a taxi to the Bangchuidao Guesthouse, an area of the city set aside for the Communist party elite to relax. The ride to the park was flanked by landscaped grounds filled with cheap plaster statues of cows and insects. We got to the guesthouse and told our cab driver to wait.. It was a typical Communist hotel- huge empty marble lobby – cold and uninviting. We got the hotel staff to let us into a room to get a view of the ocean- and promptly left.
Back in Dalian, we headed to the New Orient Restaurant for a fish lunch. The restaurant, highly recommended by Gordon and Jean, had tanks of fresh fish. The concept is pick your fish, they bring it (still alive) to your table before they cook it. We had some kimchi (Chinese white cabbage) and a steamed grouper.
After a great lunch, we headed to pick up my new blouses. Our dressmaker proudly showed us her handiwork and we gave her an English name- Lila. She was pleased.
Another CNN/TV evening…
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