Another week done, and another week closer to endgame (literally and metaphorically; the new Avengers film, Avengers: Endgame, will be released in China next Wednesday, 24 April, a whole two days before the UK and US. Of course, I have bought a ticket to watch it on Wednesday afternoon, after my class finishes Wednesday morning). Not only will the film be epic on a scale not seen before, both in terms of heroes in the film and its length (it is supposed to be nearly three hours), as each week passes, the end of my time here inches ever closer. One thing I will miss here is how cheap cinema tickets are; that and my free time mean I can (and will) go to the cinema several times to watch Endgame, whereas back home, I may only be able to watch it once, or at a push twice, in the cinema. Avengers: Infinity War, I was able to see about half a dozen times.
A couple of weeks ago, I met three former students for a meal. One of the students is now studying in university in the UK, another has done a foundation course in Beijing, and will go to London in September, and the third is at a Chinese university currently, but will switch and take a foundation course – and then degree – also in London in September. Usually, when the UK student is back here (the last time I saw her was during UK Christmas holidays) we meet and have a meal. Discussion of where to go is sometimes hard for me because I do not know many places, and I usually just say as long as it is not spicy, I do not really mind. They decided on a restaurant called ‘Green Tea’, in a shopping mall in the Wangfujing area, which is a big shopping street east of the Forbidden City.
I was expecting it to be a tea house, given the name, and was preparing myself for the large variety of green tea-flavoured products. Last time, after eating, we went to a place that exclusively had mocha products. Now, I am not a big fan of any kind of tea, but particularly green tea, so I was somewhat apprehensive about the restaurant. I need not have been, however. The name was just that. It was a name and nothing more. It was just a classic Chinese restaurant. Anyway, as is common here, the food was to share and I had no real idea what I was eating, haha! That being said, we had a mixer of some different things and my friends did not know what they were either! They had to ask the waiter. The highlight, if that is the right word, was the ice cream bread. It was basically toast with a blob of ice cream on top. The ice cream melts into the bread and then you eat it. It tastes pretty good.