Elevator Experiences
I am tall and draw some attention while at home in the states. Since being in China I have especially drawn attention from the public. People will point, make comments, or even ask for a picture. It is pretty fun, and often creates an opportunity for someone to approach and start a conversation. This has been really nice at Ali Baba's. I have met so many nice people from all over the world, and most of the conversations start by them asking how tall I am. Today was a little different experience on the elevator. I was already on the elevator and on my way down to the lobby when a man stepped on. Most people that cannot speak english or realize I cannot speak chinese motion with their hands and indicate how tall I am. The man on the elevator was no different. He motioned upwards with his hand, said something to me in chinese, and we both smiled. Then, with my hands in my pocket, he reached over and started combing through my arm hair like he was petting a dog. This really took me back. I nervously chuckled and watched the elevator come to the slowest halt and open the doors. Weird!