OK I was able to get the school to buy some bulletin boards so I can hang up artwork a lot easier. Well I was told that when WASC comes they need to be covered so you can not see the cork board...which I think is ridiculous...I like the plain look...whatever doesn't matter.....so I said if I need to cover them, then I want to cover them with fabric so it will look better.
Well my wonderful Vice President of business says what you want you get!!! And we are off...here is the interesting part.
I was thinking that we were going to a fabric market where you can buy any type of fabric you can imagine...but wait instead...I get in the van with Wendy the VP, the librarian, Robbie, the handyman, William and our Driver. We are off...yes of course we have a driver and if you came to visit you would find out why.
We were off, beautiful day driving in Beliun...none of them really know where we are going because Beliun is so confusing to navigate. We do a U-turn or two and then drive down the wrong side of the street for awhile to a huge apartment building where there is a gate but it doesn't really matter because they let everyone in. So we pull in...and I am thinking that there has got to be a store or something in the back but instead we go into the building...pretty dark in there. Little sketchy, not very well lit and smells like stale cigarette smoke. We head straight back and get in the elevator which smells horrible and you really don't want to touch anything. We go up to the 6th floor and when you walk out the elevator on your left there is a door that is open and very bare and to your right is a very nice decorated entrance way. Well that explains the dichotomy of China.
So we go into the apartment that is just cement and a little hard wood floor. In the room are wooden shelves of fabric and one sewing machine. Now you don't actually want to touch anything because it is pretty dirty and the fabric is just shoved everywhere and you don't know what is growing in it. Well it's China, so you roll up your sleeves and dive in. Yup that's life. We spend maybe a half an hour looking at stuff and I buy some fabric that will please everyone...now if I use it that is another question. But while we are there you look around the apartment because pretty much if you see something you liked then you offer them a price and take it home. Well looking around the apartment I wonder if the woman sitting at the sewing machine lives there...so you see that there is a small kitchen like thing that looks very incomplete...I didn't see a bathroom but I do not think that I really wanted to either.
Ok so we are leaving and Wendy turns to us and says...if I lived on this floor I would be angry if they were my neighbors....and with that note we leave.
Now we didn't pay for the fabric at that moment in time but had to take it somewhere else to pay but the two white people get dropped off first because if we had shown our white faces the prices would have gone up...yup good old money seems to run through white people blood.
(THAT IS SARCASM)
Adventures...yes good old adventures!
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