People who are also beverages cannot drive

dreams of the east fill my mind. not in the jungian dichotomy of east/west, although he brings up some interesting comparisons and ideas in his writings, but a true image of the east as it is now. imagine a world where a bowl of noodles costs less than a dollar. where the streets are cleaned and people scuttle along on their private business in the latest and strangest of fashions. dialects swirl around you as you try to decipher what people are saying to each other and to you. sometimes you smell stinky tofu. want to try some new foods? take a trip down a snack street. organ meat abounds, pig ears and snouts poke playfully out of vendors carts. these things dance into your stomach and romp around a bit before settling gracefully as you down a cup of green tea. burst into an open-air market. there are things to be bought, things to be haggled for. haggle, haggle. there is a strongly commercial character here. communism with chinese characteristics indeed.