Need a shampoo?
…You are on your way to the supermarket when you get splashed by a girl who is washing her hair on the sidewalk.
Update: I’ve re-published this article with 18 new photos
While I was exploring the maze represented by my external hard disk to find some photos for this article, I smiled thinking about the different reactions that such a article will generate on the different people that populate the Middle Kingdom.
I bet the white devils perpetually pissed off, the ones that always claim “if the government doesn’t change its politics we’ll all die because of the pollution” and “Chinese people only like to spit and burp on the street,” will appreciate this post.
The guys that study Chinese since they were born, quote Confucius every time they can, read Mao Zedong’s red books in Mandarin and, when they see you on the street, explain to you:
“See, you never stop to learn Mandarin. For instance, I only know seven thousands five hundred characters, I should study more…”
will shake their heads, unsure whether to pity me or feel offended, and then think:
“This Furio is very easy to surprise, he probably landed to China last week. See dear Furio, China has many thousands of year of culture, you must understand it before to judge.”
And maybe they are right…
The majority of Chinese people will… deny. Or politely let me notice that I only know how to criticize their country.
However this article is not meant to be taken tooo seriously, hence…
You know you are in China when…
You are walking on the downtown and every fifty meters there is a kid peeing on the street encouraged by her proud mom.
The nurses enjoy their cigarette break cutting the nails of their feet in front of the main entrance of the hospital.
To dry a huge fish and some pork feet close to your underwear within the old French Concession of Shanghai is synonymous of prosperity.
You go to the hospital and your privacy is threatened by thirty two patients that discuss your tests together with the doctor and comment every blood value with a resounding “Ohhhhhh“.
You visit a touristic attraction on Monday and yet there is a horde of Chinese people that scream and take pictures of everything.
A Chinese person invites you to dinner and order 342 dishes for five people because, you know, it gives him face.
You try to take a pic of a passerby but he anticipates you and takes a photo of you with his one thousand euro Canon D40 before you have the time to shot…
Climbing down the Tai Shan on a seat is your only option because you were so retarded to come here wearing high heels shoes.
You came here to do business but the only business cards you manage to collect are the ones from the prostitutes that look for customers in Nanjing Road, Shanghai.
Instant noodles are Walmart’s most popular item.
Go out on pajamas causes you a great degree of satisfaction.
Your pics get hijacked by some tourists that came to Shanghai straight from Anhui Province and never met a white devil before…
Youngsters (and less youngsters) support the umbrella for their Hangzhou’s wives who are afraid to get tanned and look like a farmer…
Peeing on the street is OK even if you aren’t a kid anymore.
Go up and down the stairs may not be as easy as you think.
Sleeping during your work time is one of your favorite hobbies.
You can easily recharge your electrical scooter in front of Walmart and then explore the town trying to kill a pedestrian that is unable to hear your silent motorbike.
You can’t find your bike anymore because in the meanwhile other three thousands people decide to park theirs in the same spot.
Golden Week fucks up your plan of a “quiet night walk downtown.”
Your bike is on steroid and can transport anything you can think about.
Before you start to work you have to listen to a bunch of bullshit from your boss while some stupid laowai that is passing by take a pic of you.
You can buy a kilo of hot pepper with garlic at the night market.
You always have to pay cash.
You walk out a busy subway station and the only thing you can think about is “Shit, there are more people outside the station than inside.”
Showing your belly is soooo fashion.
You can fish anywhere and then sell the fishes at the local market.
Gravity force doesn’t apply to your super bike.
p.s. I’ve already told you how much I love washing my hair on the street?
Photo Credits: Photos by Sapore di Cina
Thanks, Furio. Seeing your photos brought back a nostalgia for the 30 days or so we’ve spent in China (on two trips — 2007 and 2009). You omitted the not-uncommon site of someone actually defecating at the curb (usually a child — but not always!). As for the hospital scene, it reminded me of my wife’s visit to a hospital emergency room in Lhasa — the nurse had to chase three visiting family members out of the bed they were assigning my wife to (didn’t change the sheets or pillow cases though; the hospital gets a 2 for sanitation and a 10 for swift, effective care).
Also, people lined up at a stand or cart selling mystery meat.
By the way — what city do you live in?
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Hi Charles, I lived in Beijing, Shanghai and Hangzhou, in the past.
Many of these pics are from Hangzhou, when I used to carry my camera all the time!
Thanks, Furio. My wife and I loved Hangzhou — I would like to teach English (probably business English) there . Small world story: On a tour in Annecy, France, my wife and I saw an older Chinese couple taking pictures on a bridge. I pantomimed offering to take a pic. of them together. While we were all examining the photos, he said “We from Hangzhou.” I said that we had been in Hangzhou and loved it. Then I said we lived in Chicago (actually, a suburb). He brightened up and said, “I taught at university in Chicago! We lived in Oak Park.” Astonished, I said “We live in Oak Park.” His wife popped in with “xxx Linden Avenue.” We said “xxx N. East Avenue” — 1-1/2 blocks away. Small world, indeed.
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haha nice!
HAHA great complilation!!! But you missed all people picking their nose :-) preferably while driving scooters. Great site thanks !
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you’re right on the nose picking : )
Aloha Furio,
I love this little essay. I truly enjoy seeing the cultural signs that tell that might be in an area if…. I was amazed and reminded about the large amount of people. Living in Hawaii on an island with less than 150,000 people I still have trouble conceiving the sheer numbers of people in China. You have brought a smile to my face today. Keep up your good work.
Jim
hey Jim, I’m glad you liked it :)
This was hilarious! You could add something like rushing to the bus or metro, one of the most annoying things at the moment for me.
haha If you got a photo we can arrange it : P
“The majority of Chinese people will… deny. Or politely let me notice that I only know how to criticize their country.”
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Hahaha(有点无奈的笑)~Oh well, I won’t deny since what you describe is true. They annoy me at times as well especially point one, but I have learnt to ignore them anyways. :)
hey Guyin,
thanks for the comment, you made me smile : )
Number 5 drives me insane! Why is it that everyone else’s business in China is simply ‘free entertainment’.
Loved the pajamas one…. I’ve still not quite worked up the courage to try it myself, I think I’ve gotten as far as wearing my house slippers out…. which is a big mistake let me tell you, especially when you realize you’ve trodden in spit and are now about to bring it back indoors.
I’d like to add one to the list ‘You know you’re in China when… seeing a group of Chinese standing around watching two dogs having sex doesn’t seem unusual, and you also stop to observe and comment to the dog owner on what a fine specimen of an animal he has.’
Hey Sam,
thank you for the contribution to the topic eheh
About pajamas and fashion in general, (especially) in Beijing I noticed a funny stuff: I will see a lot of couples where the girl dresses kind of elegant while her boyfriend is out in shorts and flip flop. Weird!
Also, I think that lack of privacy in hospitals (number 5) and people staring and commenting about dogs having sex on the street are related. IMO we don’t do that because we feel weird invading someone else “space”, even if it’s a dog.
However, maybe because they are too many and just cannot afford it, this respect for territory and privacy is not present in other countries as India or China
Ya, I agree, that’s the conclusion I came to also, the size of the population governs the way the culture has developed and there really isn’t much space for privacy…
I think the dogs are OK with it though, they never seem to bothered in my opinion, although I’m no expert in canine body language.
You’ve also put me onto perhaps a winning female attraction technique: ‘shorts and flip flops’. I’m gonna give it a go… you never know…
Yes, dogs seem ok with that hah
Let me know if the “shorts and flip flops” works ; )