Sihpromatum - I Grew my Boobs in China by Savannah Grace

Sihpromatum - I Grew my Boobs in China by Savannah Grace

Author:Savannah Grace [Grace, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sihpromatum Publishing House
Published: 2012-08-16T04:00:00+00:00


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“Shouldn’t we get some more food or something?” Mom had asked, ready to go hunting around before boarding the train.

“Nah, we’ll be fine! They always have people running back and forth selling snacks. You’ll stop regularly and there’re always little shops on the platforms,” Ammon explained.

Once on the train, we watched the passengers go by with cup after cup of steaming tea or hot soups. Bree traced a trail of drips from someone’s mug back to a hot water tank at the end of the carriage, and instant noodles became one of our main travel essentials from then on. Of course, we could not read the labels on the packages, so we had to go by the simple pictures. We usually had a choice of a big green chicken, big blue cow, big red pig, or yellow vegetables.

I preferred train travel for a number of reasons, but mainly because of the freedom it offered. On trains, you could use the toilet as the need arose, and getting up to stretch your legs was a big bonus. There was a lot more flexibility in what and when you could eat, and last but not least, they usually had small tables against the windows where we could pass the time playing cards. That said, much like the buses, the trains were quickly covered in trash amidst clouds of smoke, and the bathrooms left just as much to be desired. Our first trip to the train’s bathroom was a real eye opener.

“How? How is it? How?” I stuttered.

“Even physically possible---” Bree helped me.

“To get---”

“So---”

“Is it really everywhere?” I finally stammered out the rest of the sentence as I clenched my teeth and shut my eyes in defense.

“I’d rather use nature than that!” Mom had decided. I saw her point, but amazingly, I was willing to put up with the disgusting odours and so on in return for some privacy. There was a door with hinges and a lock (not that they always worked), and the fact that it smelled like dirty diapers and had diarrhea splattered everywhere faded in comparison. There was even filth in places that made me think, Gee! Like, that is really quite a feat! Honestly, how could you even get it up there? Whenever I entered, I had to dodge pieces of toilet paper dangling from the roof. I can’t even begin to describe the filth, and every toilet was like that, in every carriage on every train.

I finally had to accept the fact that this was the best I was going to get. To put it into perspective, I’d had to use a public toilet on very rare occasions back home. I once found myself so discomfited at finding a floaty in my chosen stall in Wal-Mart that I had to quickly find another open cubicle. That event actually stood out vividly in my mind up until we began travelling in China! Now, traumas like that were quickly being replaced by much more disturbing scenes, and even the option of flushing was something that was offered less and less often.



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