Once again fatigue should have made for a nice siesta, but was beaten into submission by the deafening decibels of the music emanating from the mobile phone shops opposite our flat. I think they introduced a new song so we now have five to drive us mad. It is getting really torturous now
However, we were looking forward to the evening meal as we were to have snake! It was a men's affair of course. We bought some fruit with A Wu to take to our host's place. We got there at 5pm and it was the cleanest house I'd ever walked into in Pingguo. The host's job was a tutor to chefs, and his wife was a doctor (hence the cleanliness). The meal was a sight to behold - but we were mostly taken by the ritual of the bile. As I've experienced before, they extract the bile duct from the snake and use a couple of toothpicks to stab it into submission when it finally bursts out the darkest green substance known to man. This inky liquid is then mixed with a very strong alcohol that has been used to pickle various other snakes for the previous few years. Apparently such a meal in a restaurant would have set us back 300 quid each.
In fact the snake meat wasn't that amazing but the ceremony made it memorable - also apparently the snake bile is very good for a man's "manliness".
The hosts' daughter came back during the meal - a slightly demure, pretty creature in her early 20s, having recently finished university. Of course, Ailun fell in love with her and spent the next 2 hours with her on the computer showing her pics from his camera. It ended up with him creating his own QQ account (a Chinese Instant Messaging application that everyone has here) so he would be able to contact her and others when back in the USA.
What a snake's bile duct looks like
What drinking a snake's bile duct mixed with alcohol looks like
Somehow we ended up at a karaoke bar in the evening. Well it was Anzhe's last night in Pingguo so we wanted to do something for him. So we ended up singing "Cottenfields" by the Beach Boys among other assortments from the 60s and 70s that had randomly found their way into the Chinese jukebox.
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