noodles
My train friend Feili and his friend Rachel (a lot of college-age folks seem to have an “English name” they are ready to tell me, sometimes not even mentioning their name names) met up with me last night, and took me out for cats-ear noodles [note: noodles contain no cat ears], hand-rolled noodles, tentacles on a stick, and a stroll along and powerboat ride down the Yellow River. The Yellow River is the place to go in the evening when you’re a Lanzhouzian, apparently. Now we’re off to dinner again tonight. Yay for train friends!
