The national slogan of China – Hawk! Spit!
Today’s schedule does not include a nap and several hours of rest like the schedule from the last several days. I fell ill with a nasty infection in my chest that created yellow and green phlem at times. I ran through a five day supply of antibiotics, as well as plenty of vitamin C, hot tea, hot water, fruits, vegetables, and soup. The entire illness set me back a solid six days. It beat me up so badly that I skipped Mandarin lesson Friday and even hiking on Saturday.
Many things amuse me in China. One particular amusing scene that repeats itself hundreds of times daily is the hawk and spit. Heck, I partake regularly. The phrase, “When in China….” I am here so I hawk and spit like the best of them. I have almost gotten spit on more than once and I am certain that, because of wind, I may have received a bit of it at least once. Typically I look out where I am spitting.
Riding home from Mandarin lesson today I proceeded to cough up some chunky stuff and spit it out as I pedaled home. I watched out (I thought) so as not to hit anyone. After coughing up a nice chunk I let it loose and then I heard the “SMACK” and saw the moped zoom by me. Woops! I splattered the guy’s moped smack dab in the front.
