Once I walked up to the 5th floor, for the first time, and saw my room, I realized that I would have to do a bit of shopping. It is KILLING ME to buy crap for my kitchen that I own 5 of at home. I was told it was "fully furnished", but apparently that was the same lie that got a lot of the other teachers here as well. So, back down the 5 flights to hit the local "open air market", which is a polite way of saying markets on and in the street. For that, you go out the back gate of the complex.
One of the stores I seem to have to hit almost every single day, is the Chinese version of the dollar store, where nothing is a dollar. There are 2 or three little shops selling all kinds of crap. Stuff like a fan, because we only have one window and therefore there is no breeze. I bought 2 buckets to do dishes with. Doing dishes is like camping. You wash everything, rinse everything, and then use a bucket of boiling water to sterilize the dishes. I put my drying rack on top of the washing machine. The area is so cramped, I wound up slicing open my elbow on a knife that was sticking up when I went to turn around to leave the "kitchen".
All along the street there are street stalls that cook food for you to eat on a stool or carry home, as well as small open places to "eat in". You can get a complete hot meal for 7-15rmb, but it will cost you 35rmb for a jar of peanut butter, 45rmb for a jar of jelly, and 5-10rmb for 6 slices of bread. Your hot meal will contain mostly noodles or rice, some veggies, and you might find a scrap of meat gristle. For 25rmb, you might get up to a dozen small scraps of meat. What kind of meat you ask? Remember, the two options are don't eat or don't ask. I would rather just call it pork, beef, or chicken and live with that.
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