The day I arrived in Chengdu was of little consequence, after my disastrous train ride the previous night I just wanted to sleep and eat cinnamon rolls from Starbucks. The evening was altogether a different story.
There were a fair number of us western teachers from Hunan in Chengdu for vacation, 12 in all. So naturally we wanted to make our one night together count. Walking the streets on our way to dinner, not knowing where we were headed, we ran into another friend, Kelly, who pulled up on a motorcycle carrying a cup of Starbucks coffee. It was… quite a sight.
Sichuan is well know for it’s wickedly spicy hot pot so that’s what we picked. We strolled down to the riverside sipping bottles of Snow beer and catching up. Finding a decent restaurant wasn’t hard at all and with that we got one long table with two segergated pots of bubbling broth. Doesn’t it look good?
