Shamian Island and Christmas

Quick Christmas story - Down in the lobby, the hotel has a big Christmas tree set up. They had a Chinese girls choir sing Christmas carols on Christmas Eve. I love to hear the Chinese speak English, or Engrish. Well, they sang Silent Night. These girls, with the biggest smile on their faces, fortunately didn't see me laughing because they sang Swee in Ebony Pee. I laughed all the way to the room.

Below is Shamian Island. This is where we shop and shop and shop. They have everything, good quawity, and good pwice. You wike, I show more. All of the streets look like this. Cross between a park and historic area.

This is the inside of one of the stores. Most of them are packed tight and have very low ceilings. I'm 6'-4", the top of the archways were around 5'-4".

Spencer and Simon had tons of sword fights with 1 dollar wooden swords. Best thing we bought over here. They played for hours.

Yazi is trying on some of the paraphanelia from the trip to Shamian. She pooped big time while there, so some lady laid down her rugs so Chelle could change Yazi. Chelle felt so bad, she bought that outfit that the Yazster is wearing. The hat is another Honey making. Socks, shoes, take your pick, it's all at Shamian, even the Magic UFO and Spencer's silk pants and shirt. He looks quite good. Berry goot qwauwity.

Showing off some more of the goods. We even have a made in China Tshirt with made in the US parents.

She started puckering today. We don't why. She doesn't give sugars or kisses, but she puckers. So don't expect wet sugars Aunt Jo. It ain't gonna happen.