Since I walk almost everywhere, the heels on one of my pairs of dress shoes were getting seriously worn down, so naturally I went to a cobbler. My very rudimentary Chinese did nothing to prepare me for a discussion of heels, soles, polishing, and choice of materials. I wish I had a recording of the fairly hilarious conversation that ensued. It probably went something like this:
The nice thing, though, is that even though Yuxi people rarely encounter foreigners, I have found them to be almost uniformly patient, tolerant, understanding, and of good humor. And I now have new heels.
Speaking Chinese with the Cobbler
September 22, 2013 by Leave a Comment
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