Putting the Kung POW in Kung Pao Chicken
Its the Chinese New Year and fireworks have been exploding non-stop for hours.
We arrived home to find only dehydrated mushrooms in the cupboard, so we had no choice but to venture back out into the pyrotechnic frenzy.
Driven by our hunger, we jogged through the cold toward familiar and accountable golden arches off in the distance. At 6pm, the streets were dark and barren. The sky was cracking and clapping and bursting with light. It felt like we were running for our lives through a desserted war torn city. When in reality, and favorably, we were running for hamburgers through China on the biggest holiday of the year.
Our trip was one great adventure after another, and we have hundreds of photos to show for it. Tonight I am wrangling with the computer to format, save and name the photos. I just know there has to be an easier way!
We arrived home to find only dehydrated mushrooms in the cupboard, so we had no choice but to venture back out into the pyrotechnic frenzy.
Driven by our hunger, we jogged through the cold toward familiar and accountable golden arches off in the distance. At 6pm, the streets were dark and barren. The sky was cracking and clapping and bursting with light. It felt like we were running for our lives through a desserted war torn city. When in reality, and favorably, we were running for hamburgers through China on the biggest holiday of the year.
Our trip was one great adventure after another, and we have hundreds of photos to show for it. Tonight I am wrangling with the computer to format, save and name the photos. I just know there has to be an easier way!
posted by B | 5:59 AM
1 Comments:
So glad you are back - I have really missed reading your blog while you have been out backpacking! P.A. from NM in DC
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