and so i've been in the D.G. for 4 days and it is by the farthest stretch a play on words for dolce & gabbana, (unless they are coming out with their own posh liquor beverage). LAX, i hope you read this, b/c it seems that no matter where i am in the world i instinctively gravitate towards the unleavened. i've spent the past 4 days with truly the most eclectic group of people who all hold one common bond. shoes.
first, it goes without saying that the chen family lives by reputation of success and hospitality. thank you to the chen family, specificially mr juice, for taking me around a town that the probability of getting ur phone ripped out of your hand while walking on the street is 90%. second, mr shames, my neighbor and brother, hope you had an awesome birthday! halfway across the world and im still talking schmaltz, range rovers and lacrosse with a fellow longislander whose appetite for life is represented by that ridiculous disproportionate waistline (valiant attempt to hide it with the loose button down). hope to meet up with him back home. then there's nick, the italian native to montreal, who said to me last night "10 years ago, i was sick"....haha...whatever that is supposed to mean. he's an absolute RIOT. then there's the token self deemed queer hating queers of the group. a sarcastic 'baby faced' behemeth and a fragile version of what hoan would be if he really were gay. congratulations to them on their 10 year anniversary. last but not least alberto, the rome native who designs shoes during the day, drinks vodka at night, likes sashimi and holds acrobatic calestenic classes upon request. impressive. this is their family, their shoe family, their father son, son father, father father, brother brother shoe family. tight as can be and dynamically in tune. it's a scerotic glory to have been a part of this for a few days and there's no question that i have not drank this much liquor ever....i can feel my body expanding and my liver deteriorating. shoes are facade, success is the motto but binge drinking is the creedo, seems right up my alley eh? i just keep thinking that in a few months this is gonna be LOPTOWN.
is it just me or is all of china blanketed in a cloud of grey? if its not the dust, then its the smog. either way, i just feel like the colors in the country aren't sharp. it's as if life is seen through a 1985 zenith. so i stare out the window of the car and while soaking in the china's ecomonic model of socialist mediocrity i realize that china represents the culture of loitering. they embody the word "hang out". everyone is everywhere on the street, jay walking, eating food, sitting on curbs, kicking around the soccerball, literally just everywhere all the time. cockraoches. it's that kind of whoaa china....'relaaaxxxx son' kind of feeling when a pedestrian tries to cut you off while ur SUV changes lanes.
i'm no longer complaining about the 920HKD china visa.
"NI HAO MAAAAAAA>........MAAAAAA......MAAAAAAAAAAAAA...." - nick
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