IV Chengdu Drip reporting live from Ren Ming Zhong Lu section 4.
• 18:00, I took a taxi all the way out to the 2nd Ring to check out The Bookworm. While fighting our way through rush hour traffic the driver and I listened to a local radio talk show, where the hosts gave live traffic updates, random LOHAS advice and home remedy ideas that we've known for a while, like using alkaline soap on mosquito bites; basically chatting without any apparent direction, but we both laughed out loud several times because they were funny and totally endearing without trying to be. I'm wondering if it's a Sichuanese thing or a central/rural China thing that people here are so simple-hearted, laid-back, and trusting. Anyway, half an hour later, here I am sitting on the couch, facing a wall full of English books. My ice mocha arrives looking like a tall sundae, but tastes more bitter than its Starbucks equivalent. 19:00, the sandwich I ordered came with a salad in vinaigrette dressing and I have to say I am as excited as one can be about salad, I haven't had a real salad in almost 2 months! Nom! I am now slightly wolfing down these leaves.