We had dinner across the river (which was widely viewed as the worst one we've had in China...I think the honor goes to the meal at the gers in Inner Mongolia, but everyone else was too drunk to care. As I was there, I ran into a group of four French high schooler and high school graduates who had been in China the last few months, and we swapped numbers to meet up later. They called me in a mild panic and told me to meet them here. They though it was a discotheque, but it's actually little more than a brothel.
EAP China! Robert Klein.