At eleven thirty when we broke down the last time for the day. Note to self, good mechanics in China do not exist.
The Chinese police came to rescue us and we ended up staying the night in town at a hotel.
The chinese people were overjoyed (saying the least) to have us there.
We were on the news. A few of us were interviewed as well.
I guess chinese women really like americans. They all begged to have their picture with us. Can you tell which one is me?
3 comments:
Brad that is a good picture of you surrounding by your new friends. I won't let Papa see this one. Mom:)
So Brad... if teaching doesn't work out for me, you think I could make it as a mechanic in China? :)
GO BRAD GO
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