I wasn't going to share this story, but Yanmei finds it hilarious and thinks it would make a good blog post. It's a form of culture shock.
We were back at Peking University for the 117th anniversary celebration, Yanmei was meeting with some old classmates. Unfortunately not as many as she'd hoped. This was her 19th anniversary since she graduated. Probably better attendance at 20. Anyway I had a little stomach pain so I excused myself to use the restroom.
When I got to the restroom things were a little more urgent. I went into a stall and it was a traditional Chinese toilet where you have to squat. I had never used one of these in this scenario before. What to do with my pants? I wondered if I should take them off entirely, there was a hook on the wall. However I'd have to take off my shoes, so I decided not to.
I squatted down clutching my pants, but I'd positioned too far back and my pants kind of covered the hood or whatever you call it. I scootched forward until I was pretty sure I had everything aimed correctly and wouldn't wet the back of my pants. I finished my business, and luckily they had toilet paper. Yay Peking University, School of Government! Yanmei's big complaint about both Taiwan and China is often bathrooms have no toilet paper. This is why Australia is her favorite country, all the bathrooms she went to there had toilet paper.
So I went back out and went to Yanmei and whispered in her ear “I had a bit of diarrhea, don't tell anyone.” She said okay and we decided to go, since she was tired anyway. She told her friends we were leaving and even though they were speaking in Chinese I could tell what she said, because it went “blah blah blah blah diarrhea” and then everyone looked at me. 🙁 What the heck?! As we left she said there is no shame in this in China.
In the spirit of reciprocity I will share a story about Yanmei from this trip. This happened the second last day in Taiwan, I think. It was evening and she was in the bathroom brushing her teeth, then there were a series of unusually loud hacks and spits, then she brushed her teeth again (we use Sonicare toothbrushes, they are easy to hear), then more hacking and spitting, then more brushing, and so on.
Finally I asked if she was okay. She came out with this forlorn look on her face. It turned out she had mistaken a tube of hydrocortisone anti-itch cream for toothpaste and brushed her teeth with it. She noticed something different right away but thought it was just “Taiwan-style toothpaste” so she kept brushing for a while until she realized it wasn't right. Now she couldn't get the bitter taste out of her mouth even after brushing with real toothpaste several times. I googled it to see if it was poisonous, luckily it is not, so I suggested she rinse her mouth with saltwater. A few more rounds of brushing, gargling and spitting and her mouth was pretty much back to normal.
Anyway, not everything is fun and excitement on the trip, but as I told Yanmei on big island in Hawaii when it was pouring rain we have to try to make the best out of what we get even if it is not what we want.
-David