A Trip in the Rain


Well, we just had the Labor Day Holiday and I had three whole days to rest and relax.   The hubby is in Hong Kong so I am on my own these three days.  Lucky for me I have a pretty cool next door neighbor that is always ready to take me out on the town.   She usually doesn’t drink but for some reason she wanted to have a sip of the vine this night.  I am okay with that…. I feel if there is only two of us… one of us should stay sober and make sure we don’t get in trouble or at least try to keep us out of harms way.

The night was okay and we were having a decent time … and we decided to visit a different bar.  I am learning that Hangzhou has several bars that cater to the foreign community.   This one was call CoCo Banana, I have to say.. not my favorite one.   However, she was excited to go.   When we got there she seemed to know several people…. and most of them seemed to be African.  For an Indian girl I was a bit surprised and then again… I could see how that would happen.

It seemed there was a situation while I was on the dance floor.   An African gentleman was trying to talk to her and she wasnt interested.   He got upset and rude about it and jerked away from her and spilled her drink into her lap.   This caused her to be furious and loud.

I tried to calm her down but she wasnt having it…. she then reached to grab a full mug of beer…. I saw this coming but I couldn’t move fast enough.   She ran over and dumped the entire mug over the head of the African guy.    This caused him to jump up and start calling her all kinds of nasty names…. she in returned called him a few choice words….. it wasnt pretty…. and I quickly jumped in the middle to grab her and get her out of the bar.   He followed us… and I had to turn to the security guy to keep him at bay while I got her out of there….

We took the elevator down to the ground floor….they have the bars on upper floors in China for some reason…. we got down she was still cussing and I noticed it was pouring down rain…. there was yet another group of Africans standing in the doorway… trying to avoid the rain.

It Africans were in full force this night… it seemed we couldn’t get away from them.  As we were headed to the door… they blocked it and started making comments about… us staying with them and not getting wet.   I was pretty fed up with all of the by now… so I told my friend that we were going to make a run for it.   I could see the taxis lined up on the street.

She agreed….. on the count of three we took off running toward the taxis.    Unbeknownst to me there was a thin wire surrounding the parking lot of the bar.   As I was running at full speed with my friend in tow… I tripped over this invisible wire and when flying in the air right into a large puddle of water, chest first.    I was soaked and humiliated….. my friend who had run past me noticed I wasnt in with her and turned around and saw me sprawled out in the mud puddle… or should I say mud lake….. and came back to save me… my little hero….

She grabbed my hand to pull me up….. as the rain was pouring down heavily… her hand slipped out of mine and she fell backward into the water.  Yep.. the both of us …. laying in the parking lot drowning.    When we finally pulled ourselves up and back on our soggy feet..we decided there was no use running anymore… since.. we were covered in water and mud from head to toe.   (lord help my weave)

Just when we thought the horror was over…. we heard some African guy running up behind us .. telling us he was riding with us in the taxi… we said .. no you’re not… we don’t know who you are.   He started to argue with us out in the rain, while we were trying to get into the taxi.    Finally, I had to push him out-of-the-way… so we could shut the door…. he yelled at me… “Fuck You” ….. I said… ” Not in this life time”…. and got in the car.

I was a wreck.. and my partner in crime had fell asleep during the whole exchange I had with the dude outside the taxi.  So she was no help…. I told the taxi to take us home and was so happy this night was over.

I finally go her to her door and when back to mine and jumped into a shower right away…. I quickly left my phone to dry out….. lucky for me the next day.. my phone was working….. those Iphones are pretty tough….. you can even go swimming with them and they keep on ticking…

until next time….



14 thoughts on “A Trip in the Rain

  1. Melinda

    Some African men just know how to embarrass the rest of us with their aggression, why not reserve that crazy behaviour for home turf I wonder. @ JL, its so funny, everytime I see some complaint about some rude, aggressive African, I have my own stereotype of which country they are from coz in China it seems that they do plenty of damage to our (us Africans) rep.
    When I was in China, I met some Africans who behaved so badly to both the locals and to me, I was so put off and embarrassed for myself.

  2. netty

    Ok…so I normally read and don’t comment (I know! I know!), but I found this one too hilarious to pass up. Your description of events brought me such joy today. I could totally see it all. Thank you! Maybe I’ll have the pleasure to meet you while in China.

    Fyi, its so refreshing to read a positive spin on life in China especially from a Black woman. I hope life continues to find you well and you and your husband have continued happiness and success!!!!

  3. Lori

    Okay I have to ask. Who does your weave over there? You know that is the number one thing black women want to know about. 🙂 I’m natural so I no longer have to worry about it.

      1. Lori

        Duh, I forgot that is where most black women get their hair! Good you can do it yourself. My hands always cramp up so I have my cousin do it.

  4. pearls

    I hope you’re alright! That being said…RLOL! i just knew it wouldn’t be long before something funny happened again! You know, for some reason, to date, I haven’t met one cool African guy that tried to hit on me…all of them are so full of themselves and that’s so sad (not that I’m interested)! Hey, we as women would like to have a decent, civil, platonic conversation with a man without him becoming vulgar! As for your Indian girl friend…touche’! That was so rude and disrespectful what he did to her. Where is it written that a woman has to accept a man’s advances if she’s not interested in him. That vermin deserved a liquor shower! My motto is…if you dish it out, you better be big enough to take it (the repercussions of your actions)! Also, don’t touch if you don’t want to get retouched! hehehe

    P.S. Re men that behave that way…there’s not enough romance novels to read and dark chocolate to eat to be interested in that sort!

  5. Glad everything worked itself out in the end. I don’t understand what is wrong with some African men. Some are so chauvanistic and aggressive. They don’t seem to understand that “no” means “no”.

    I do find it a little ironic/amusing that though your friend doesn’t drink, she was the one “swinging it out” so to speak and who also, ended up sleeping in the cab.

  6. JL

    oh sorry you have to deal with that bunch of idiots!! I am an African woman and frankly those stupid ones are ruining our reputation everywhere they go. And I probably guess their nationality!!!.

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