After showering, getting dressed up, and locating the fancy restaurant on the map, we finally got there about 9.30pm. It turns out the fancy restaurant shut at 8.30pm. Hmm. So we were stood on the street wondering what to do when a friendly waitress from the closed restaurant offered to show us the way to another fancy restaurant serving Peking duck. Lucky us! On the way we were chatting and she explained that actually she was taking us to another branch of the same 'chain'. Like KFC she said. Ok, we thought, thats fine, its just a chain of really fancy peking duck restaurants where our going-out clothes will fit right in and we'll be served like kings on my birthday.
Not so. When we arrived at fancy restaurant no. 2, it seemed as if KFC had just moved out, leaving only the flourescent lighting, sticky tables and tacky decor, and the Peking duck company had just moved in. The menu arrived, and when we saw that our meal was going to cost us 70 pounds for the two of us, we decided to leave. The man behind Steven chucking his cigarettes on the floor just helped us along. I've been to plenty of tacky restaurants before, but not really spent more than a fiver in general.
Anyway, since it was late (10pm by the time we left) and all the restaurants in the area were shut, we stopped in a side street near our hostel and ate fried duck noodles for 70p each! Here is a picture of me with my noodles. Mum, thats my new handbag! Although its a wide angle lens so I'm not that small in real life.
2 comments:
Sinead Jenkins you are very amusing! Your birthday still sounded like fun - happy belated birthday darling! We're heading to Beijing tomorrow, but might avoid the swanky peking duck place.... love to you both. Alex (and Sam) x
Hi Alex, I would leave a responding comment on your blog but I hear comments are banned over there :) will email you xx
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