Chapter 79: Battling Roaches and Rats | Speaking of China

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  1. globalgal
    globalgal July 5, 2010 at 6:10 am | | Reply

    I haven’t had roaches or mice in my home in China (although I had a healthy little mouse family living in my 150 year old town house in Toronto), but my favorite mouse story did take place in China, in Kashgar. Last October we traveled there for the National Day holiday. One evening we decided to eat at a restaurant that is highly touted in all the guidebooks. Halfway through the meal we saw a mouse dart out from under our table and scurry across the floor to the opposite wall where he disappeared under a cabinet. The other foreigners at the table next to us freaked out. My husband and I hardly blinked. I was rather pleased with myself because I had recently learned the Mandarin word for mouse, so when I said it out loud, the waitresses who were seated at the next table and I shared a little laugh. I don’t think the other foreigners were amused.

  2. Jamie
    Jamie July 5, 2010 at 11:13 pm | | Reply

    When I lived in the Dominican Republic I could never understand why there were so obsessed with cleanliness. Three or four hours a day, easily, were spent cleaning. By me as well. And even so, no matter how clean my room was, it failed to meet other people’s standards.

    I thought it was no big deal until I started getting cockroaches. One, after the other, after the giant other. I’d ask for help and they’d all sniff and gaze around my spotless room, saying: “well, what do you expect in this pigsty?”

  3. Jennifer
    Jennifer July 6, 2010 at 9:31 am | | Reply

    Yes to both!
    Most recently, a rat fell through the ceiling of a Chinese restaurant in Moscow. I kid you not. A shame, really, because there are not so many good Chinese restaurants in Moscow, but I could not bring myself to visit again. On the upside, a friend brought corn starch over from the UK and I made excellent hot and sour soup for the first time. Every cloud.
    I am having a Pearl Buck orgy this summer…is she just very old hat for you?

  4. Tori
    Tori July 6, 2010 at 10:50 am | | Reply

    That reminds me of one time when I was home visiting. I had gone out with a friend, and when I came back it was late and everyone was asleep. I had gotten ready for bed, came out of the bathroom and saw the biggest roach right where I was about to step. I am deathly afraid of anything with more than four legs. So in the midst of my freak-out I threw a book at it…and then it started flying! I screamed bloody murder. After a few more screams and a few more attempts of throwing books, I finally killed it and went to bed paranoid. The next day I told my mom that now I know if isomething actually happens no one will hear me scream (my room is on the opposite side of the house), lol. I don’t know how you guys endured that for more than a week. Just the thought of it makes me cringe.

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