Mikael and Simon are leaving
May 15th
Life changes, so unpredictable. I remember that day things got a little upsetting when spoke to those valian agent of my new rented apartment, hide in stairway a while and made a few phone calls finally calm me down. screw them, won’t let those people ruin my day. That day after work I made to Jingshan Park to meet up with friends.
It was another side of hill I climbed up than the first time I went there a year ago. Blossoms flowers and green plants crawl along the winding road up hill.
Eyes swollen, found C, Mikael and Simon chilling on top, it was a open field, right in front of Forbidden City. We stayed there for a while waiting sun set, some swallow flying low up there. It was good evening and then we headed out to spicy fish place. I remember the cute baby girl sit next to our table, and Simon managed to get awesome haircut even he couldn’t speak any Chinese.
May 16th
We had planned to go to see a Funk band this evening. Though it took quite a while to get there. And it was totally worth it. This bar called ‘仙’ located in a super fancy hotel ‘East’, first floor in the lobby. Have been so many crowded bars to listen Carl’s band playing, this is a soothing place for relax. All those lanterns wooden walls and classic bathroom. First warm up band from south America started at 9pm~11pm, 5 of them, 1 guitar, 1 base, 1 drum, 1 saxophone and 1 trumpet. I knew little about genre, but they were pretty good.
Then came up the 3 men in their good fifties, the leader/singer was very charming, he had the look of Morgan Freenman, all suited up, 1 base 1 guitar 1 drum, inspiring power and the nature good of music. Audience were on fire, there was 5 min Morgan was playing a silverware to make those beat up sound, very impressive. We had to leave around 12 cuz I had to work the next day.
May 17th
Carl’s band were going to play at Laker’s again tonight. 4 of us had 2 huge pizza, and apparently it wasn’t enough for those wolves, Mikael and Simon traded our Tuna with Csaba’s Hawaii. I felt a bit guilty had fun while C was playing on stage. Usually I just sit in the corner don’t want to talk to anyone, waiting Carl to finish. But that night we had fun playing swedish poker cards, named ‘bluffing’, and I taught them some Chinese traditional rules as well. Carl sang Brighter than Sunshine again, he probably sing it for me since I had insisted so many times before, somehow he convinced Matt, the main singer in this band, to play the chords for him while he performed the song. Such a sweet guy.
May 18th
This was last weekend the two boys staying in China, they were flying back to Sweden Sunday morning. We decided to fulfill the last few things on checklist and took it easy for the rest of the day. Traveled long way to Nanluoguxiang for brunch, a traditional dry noodles with peanut sauce:’热干面’, but it turned out not the original favor as it supposed to be. The small restaurant was quite cozy and the noodle wasn’t that bad.
Later on we headed out to Yandaixiejie for Fika. Carl always loved that place, and I used the wifi to booked hotpot restaurant online for dinner.
In the afternoon we spent a couple hours at Beihai Park. The 3rd time for me maybe? But each time it was different memory. Me and carl was there briefly on my birthday 3 months ago. although it was a cold windy day. In May the view was more pleasant. We bought Jianzi 毽子on the way and they play on a open field. Well, it didn’t survive long and broken to pieces after several rounds.
Carl’s sunburn had recovered by that day, dead cells of forehead skin were falling off, and I just had the queer taste of enjoying peeling scar and cleaning ears. Every time as long as I had my tools on hand, would ask Carl to sit still and start to clean his ears. Friends were making fun of us call us ‘newly fall-in-love’ couple. I disagreed and claimed that I would still enjoy doing that even Carl had turned to 80-year-old wrinkish man. Everyone laughed, but growing old together and still keep those passion of ‘newly fall-in-love’, isn’t the most romantic thing?
Dinner was in ghost street, for some reason I didn’t manage to book the usual Sichuan style hotpot, which was supposed to be very spicy. It was very old beijing style instead, with yummy stew made from lamb span. And of course they made jokes about plastic gloves again.
On the way back home we took a long walk from Xizhimen to Jiaoda, Carl got those sour berry, funny story, Mikael started the topic that the berry in swedish had the meaning of ‘shitball’ in certain context, we laughed all the way back, telling the background of how this shitball reputation come up to those cute berries.
Back to C’s room it was quite late, I crawl up bed and fell asleep while they watched a stand-up comedy, laughter burst out once in a while. What a child he is! I was thinking while half-asleep, and no energy to get sad.
May 19th
Get up at 8am, it was tough night. The room was very warm without AC, but too cold to turn it on. I had to wake up severl times turn it on and off and on again. Had fast food at Macdona’s and off to flyplasts(airport). Everyone was a little silent on the way, maybe they didn’t get good sleep same as me? the day was grey and chill. They stayed at airport lobby shortly, I was so calm all the time, and it even surprise when all of a sudden tears burst out seeing Mikael and Simon waved at us at the other side of Custom(海关), stupid sentimental woman thing, I guess. But seeing people leave was just hard. Not sure I was sad for Carl, or for myself, relating to the leaving scene when it comes to Carl back to Sweden.
Cried all the way on Airport express, to distract my emotional Carl suggest us to see movie ‘Oblivion’, hope I spelled it right. It was good story setting but I was disappoint about the actors. Their confusing acting made me angry and more empty by the end of movie. They were like puppies, not that into the whole emotion thing. Or maybe I was just expecting everyone else was just as emotional as I am?
One the way back again we decided to have a ‘romantic walk’ from xizhimen to school. Same road, same bridge, this time just 2 of us. Shameless me started to cry again thinking about the berry joke told the very night before.
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Mikael and Simon are here!（2）
After got out of a full tour in the Lama temple it was near 6pm, Confucius temple was about time close and plus the ticket was absurd, we had no other choice but to skip it.
think back now I feel stupid to suggested to drop by the cat cafe before dinner time that day. it was crowded with people, totally ruined the atmospher of nice and cozy as it supposed to be. and guys didn’t seem so interested in those cats.
one of the pretty one would be super annoyed when I tried to cuddle her. and the little kitty always tried to escape from my arm.
but it was so nice last time I was there last winter will Carl on our 3rd date :P
after a long nice walk finally we got the second old hang out place — Yunnan restaurant. Carl’s family gave high rate, and he felt the necessary to let his beloved bros have a taste of brutal spicy food. 小镇炝肉，bad eggs with garlic, Simon hates garlic and egg. he had a good look at it, and then said: nej, tack!
except for the part another clumsy waiter forget our 2 promising dishes, the rest (excpet the bad egg) all received high reviews again.
the next day, Monday, after I got off work went to meet up them again for the 3RD STOP of beijing food - Top chef, the lamb leg place. classic, garlic oyster, roasted juicy meat rolling on shelf and well made mushroom, roasted bread and corn, it was interesting to just sit good there waiting for the men to cut meat for you. like the Viking age. During the dinner the Swedish are making fun of Kalmar accent by teaching me say something like ‘We eat everything up here in Beijing!’ everyone couldn’t stop laughing and even made a video out of it.
after that we headed out for middle night fika. sunshine cafe was a bit irritating about the lowest purchase policy. everyone is sleepy from the full belly. plus a lot student were staying up whole night at the bar studying. we left pretty soon once I finished my Mocha, which was exchanged with calle’s since I claimed the Macchiato was ‘too black’.
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有朋自远方来(一)
Calle’s childhood friends Mikael and Simon come all the way from Sweden to visit him, we spent some good time together, they will be staying here for 10 days. This affects me somehow that I had to move half month early, financials crisis, carl’s birthday, overwhelmed about new environment, new stranger roommate. but i guess all is getting better, and i’v sort things out one by one.
上周五王卡从机场接到那对‘璧人’，稍作休息就带他们去三里屯的一个酒吧看他的乐队演出。其实那晚的演出效果很好，舞台、灯光都很齐活，也许是比较文雅的酒吧，观众都被隔壁的club吸引走了，三三两两，一直熬到凌晨2点。不过我叫了几个同事来，大家也有说有笑。一点钟我带着Mikael 和Simon叫出租让他们先回酒店休息，愣是没有拦到一个，全是不打表一口价的那种。无奈之下我们折回等王卡演出结束一起回。
迈克是特别平易近人又略带羞涩的邻家大男孩性格，其实已经是三岁娃的爹啦，西蒙就是典型的瑞典北部人，金发，高，不多言，默默的走在后面，讲起笑话来又冷又热。所以他们走在一起很般配，像一对璧人，even the service in hotel was being considerate and thoughtful by putting condoms under their pillow, in the shower, every corner of the room.
第二天我们一行人去颐和园，那日的天气特别奇怪，骄阳似火，又吹着大风，昆明湖边更甚。每人都背了三四瓶自制瓶装水，仍是不够，在爬佛香阁的时候我失策穿了短裙，只好尴尬的跑步上每一个台阶以免走光，除此之外颐和园真是值得一去的好地方，但由于天干气躁我们只逛了三分之一，那个类似西湖断桥的地方就错过了。
卡 was being sweet all the time, though he had sunburn and sweating very badly, and the sun cream made it worse. he was carrying the black huge bag mostly all the time, and by the evening after sun went down he would put my hand under his belly.
after finally get out the gate everyone was exhausted, i was looking for the bus stop while two boys were too excited about those 3-wheel ‘taxi’, so we have to take a 5 mins ride to the nearest subway by 20 for each pair couple. as long as they had fun, 旅游就是出来花钱的，只要玩的开心就行。
after a short rest back home, we headed out to the roasted duck place nearby the VILLAGE. same one when Carl’s family were here last Xmas. this time we had 宫保虾仁，酱烧茄子，oyster pancake 等，众人纷纷表示喜爱。不过这种餐馆不易多来，我心想真正的美食在民间巷口，短短10天只能领略一二吧。饭毕已接近午夜，一行人寻Danish desert未果，end up a Italian cafe. 忙的满头大汗的意国大叔老板以及永远搞不清楚状况的服务员令人印象深刻。the plastic joke and Russian security officer gag was told a couple times during that fika. they are so factious.
次日是周日，早上璧人们去了教堂做礼拜，体会了一把我大天朝的基督文化。我在王卡宿舍饿的前胸贴后背，本来想美美的吃顿早餐，牛奶结块了，我只好咬咬牙把已经污染的cereal给吃 了。中午去老地方羊肉串，乐队的另一个成员Matt随同，恰好他的手在酒吧躺枪，所以整顿饭群众纷纷致以慰问及询问病情。
稍作休整，又匆匆敢去雍和宫。neither of us was a real believer to buddist, but it was fine 2 hour trip. although I’ve had several dates and dinner there, never went inside of the Lama temple. the trees were extra green, 郁郁葱葱，and incest floating everywhere in the air, along with the ashes. the 3 brothers showed their respects to the old gods of buddist by the entrance of gate.
By the end of day I suddenly realized the weekend was over and I got emontional again from the Sunday Afternoon Syndrome Carl thought I was chilling from the cold air, he would pull me near to him and hide me to his warm chest while we waited for bus.
last time I went to Carefour add stuff to new home, I mentioned that I couldn’t find my favourite Danish cookie cuz it was huge puzzle-like a place! It wasn’t serious complain though. that night while he drop by the underground grocery store to get milk by xizhimen he found the Danish and made me bring home.
童年2-我奶
我奶没的早，七岁那年我还穿着土黄色的小棉袄，从学校告了假，我爸来学校找我了，你奶没了，回老家送送她吧。
我跟我表姐从小上幼儿园小学都是我奶接送，个字小小的，说话声音不大，家里总是有几袋炒花生，她推着我小时候的儿童车去街上卖。
放学了我跟我姐就缠着她，奶，买个糖吃吧。中。 奶，去玩蹦蹦床吧。行！然后两个胳膊一边垮一个小书包，我俩蹦的全身是汗，才心满意足的回家吃饭。
我奶总爱炸核桃仁，止咳的，她常年咳咳咳不停。
等我爸妈离婚之后，去奶家的次数少了，后来听说，住院了，我没放心上。一两个月之后我去家头看，她在床上躺着，不怎么动，吊着白蛋白，听说一小瓶就两三百，我突然感觉是严重了。她见我来了，下床说你姐的小红棉袄，给你吧，新做的，她穿着小。翻箱倒柜给我找出来，是那种大红的带铜钱的花纹，特别喜庆，对襟的，复古扣。这大概是她走之前给我留的最后一件东西。
下次见她就是在老家的葬礼，在正屋大人把她从灵堂抬到棺材的时候我瞥了一眼，眼睛深深的凹下去，灵牌写了六十，其实她是五十八左右，往大了写好看。我爷冷静的招呼来吃桌的客人，院子里临时挖了个洞搭起棚子。
这些记忆都是在我六七岁的时候，模糊的没了气味，只有一些片断。
童年趣事1
小学一年级入学第一天报道，场景历历在目，一票家长在窗户外面排着，往里瞅着自家孩子，我坐在远离窗户的里面那排，手上拿着刚发到手的新书，《数学》，封面是几个小孩围着喷泉。整个氛围让我不由的紧张，这可跟学前班不一样了呀，老师都拉着脸，不跟我们做游戏了，要正经学知识了！背要坐直了，两个手要交叉着放好在桌子上，不能有小动作，眼时不时瞟着窗户，看妈还在不。不多时就寻不见了，心里一下没了底，盼着放学。
后来胆大了，课间10分钟跟小伙伴们疯跑着去校门口的小卖部买巧克力豆。无奈人多我又秀咪，挤不到跟前。直到上课铃无情的响起，一群小猴子做鸟兽散，我又不甘空手而归，还是买了些，悠悠的在操场上吃。后背总觉得发凉，校园空无一人，教室里已经传出咿咿呀呀的读书声，可是现在回去，是迟到无疑了，最后还是熬不过心里那点上学的使命感，（我终究不是逃学的料啊），装作呼呼的跑到门前，糟了，是那个凶凶的数学老师的课，问我，咋怎么晚回来？答，解手了。嘴里还有没嚼完的巧克力。老师挥了挥手，进来吧，屎尿多！
我妈是半个文人，家里日记本，书，满地都是，我也总爱在她记事本的空白页像摸像样的‘写文章’，全是拧在一起的黑点，照着格子写的还挺认真。不知道我妈还记不记得这事儿。
盘双杠是我的强项，那时候都爱比，我嘴上不做声，心里自认为是全校top 10了。直到脚上出了事故，缠到自行车轱辘，缝了几针。忍了好久。纱布取了两三天，走路骨头还疼，就跑到学前班的领地，跟小弟弟小妹妹耍起威风展示我的双杠技术，落地的时候疼的呲牙咧嘴也不好作声。
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