Great Shit

After unpacking and freshening up, we are due to have lunch with a local guy that Adrian had become friends with whilst over here on business, Ricky. He meets us at the hotel with this other guy called KK whom I didn’t catch where he fitted into the picture and, as he didn’t speak much English (i.e. none) and I can't speak much Mandarin, I couldn’t ask him. 

We head to the Hou Hai area for some food – some local Chinese stuff which was really tasty (except the tofu) and they were trying to get me to say ‘delicious’ in Mandarin – ‘好吃 hao chi’ (pronounced ‘how shr’) loudly, but I was suspicious that my pronunciation would be saying something inappropriate. 

Later, via my office colleague translation services, I find that in fact I was saying “Great shit”. 

Bastards.