The Well is Dry?

xiao long shaolin temple wu yuan

 

I told myself that the next time I fell into a chair in front of a computer that I would write something positive, or else change the name of my blog to “Complaining Begins.”

We live in filth!

Unfortunately, even the glass-is-half-full people would have to dig pretty deep to find something pleasant around here, I’m afraid. But there is always a positive way to look at every situation. I do, after all, still have two arms and two legs mostly attached. Granted, they don’t quite function as well as they used to before I began training Shaolin here. Now my appendages are more or less just bags of meat attached to a tired torso that I flail in whatever direction Sifu tells me to. But, for the present moment, they are still attached. Check with me again after evening training.

Staying clean around here is difficult. I do my best, but when you sweat for 10 hours per day and only have one uniform, things can get pretty sticky. I swear when I woke up this morning that my uniform walked over to the bed on its own accord. Yes, it’s that gross. Body odor and other salty smells float around on the breezes and it is often impossible to tell if I am the offender or the offendee. I’ve smelled some foul things while in the Army, but this is highly unpleasant.

And I’m afraid that it is only going to get worse.

About three out of five times that I try to wash my hands, the faucet only groans in effort and offers a sputtering of wet air on my hands. This has been happening more and more frequently, so we finally asked our sifu what was up. He explained very casually that “the well is dry.”

All of us city boys stood bewildered like a bunch of lost cows. Apparently, we are running out of water — which can make it pretty damn difficult to do simple hygiene tasks such as washing hands, taking showers, doing laundry, or even flushing toilets. The last is the worst part: you would understand if you saw the amount of oil floating on top of the food here.

No wonder everyone is sick. The bacteria are having an orgy on my body and right now there is nothing that I can do about it! Given the Chinese capacity to lie directly to our faces, I half suspect that this might be some sort of money saving tactic. I have seen people water the plants in the morning — WTF??

Like everything else, a water shortage won’t kill us, it will just make us meaner. And stinkier. On those rare and beautiful occasions that I get to go into town, at least I will not have to worry about defending myself.

I don’t think that anyone will get close enough!

Have garbage? No problem. Just throw it out of the bloody window like everyone else does here!

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3 Responses to “The Well is Dry?”

  1. In Colombia thereĀ“s an expresion: “your as dirty as a Chinese” after spending 1 month there I understood where it came from

  2. When I was there, I designated the plastic bag as “the most numerous animal on land, sea, and sky.” My friend and I got sick of realizing the truth of that by the end of the trip.

  3. LOL! Great post Greg!

    I hope you’re out soon… the rest of China is actually pretty nice. I haven’t seen anybody pee on the streets in over a week, and there is a definite deficiancy of burning trash or the lingering smell of it.

    Oh god… the trash… I didn’t take any photos cus I just didn’t want to remember… but there it is… plain as day!!!! ARG!!! DAMN YOUUUUUU!!!

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