Having had experienced Beijing food the day before, I was determined to have something more "normal" for lunch today.The Subway Sandwich outlet was just a short walk my the office. It was hidden inside a small building that was largely occupied by a supermarket. From the outside one would not realise the existence of the outlet until he steps in. As compare of the Subway outlet in KL, this one was much smaller and there wasn't much choices of fillings - not that I could try them even if there had been. I got myself a tuna sandwich in parmesan and a bottle of gatorade and sat at a table outside the outlet while watching the army guarding the surrounding area marching on the street. At last I got a real edible food.
I took a walk around the area afterwards. Apparently there were a lot of different restaurants ranging from local to western along the street on which the subway outlet was. I should not run out of non-Beijing food choices until Friday.
Unlike the embassies in Malaysia or any other parts of the world for that matter of fact, the security arrangements for the embassies here are quite uniformed. Every embassy building is supplied with one or two army guards that will stand still AT ALL TIMES in front of the gate while slowly turning their head left and right in a continous fashion in real guarding act! It is kind of funny when you first look at them. Some of these guards are also placed by the sides of the streets away from the embassy buildings.
Although this area is well taken care of and can be considered as quite posh, I could still find a few beggars on the street.
After work, as I had planned yesterday, I dropped by at the market place opposite my hotel. Almost 90% of what was sold there were clothings mainly for women. The price tags did not seemed to indicate they were that cheap. I guess haggling skills are very important if you were to shop here. I had not thought of purchasing anything, so I just took a stroll down the ailes and pretty much observing the shoppers who were mostly foreigners. One thing I noticed, since majority of the stalls sold clothings, each normally would have a curtain that could be drawn to act to form a fitting room. However, most of the of the local shoppers were not very particular about it. So, you could pretty much see the half naked bodies changing ha! ha!
Tonight's dinner was at the nearby Hard Rock Cafe. You know what, I don't understand why non-smoking areas in most restaurant are normally hidden at the back of the place, in some corner that isolates you from the rest of the patrons. This was not the first time I experienced this. Even in Paris it was the same case! And here, I ended up sitting next to a huge pillar near the kitchen with people sitting at bar blocking my view of the band performing on the stage.
On the way back to the hotel, I bumped into some girls who were very keen to "accompany" me for the night. Sorry. Not interested. One even dared to grab my arm offering me massage, karaoke, sex and all sort of things. Wow! This place is really happening. While I was just about to enter my room I saw one local guy who was definitely not one of the hotel staff acting in a very peculiar way and just stood there waiting for me to open the door. Once I was inside, I got a another "card" slipped under the door. Aha! He was just a pimp ;)
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