We found our way into Chinatown sure enough. None of the brochures said to watch out for hallucinatory people stepping into traffic as a sign that you are there, but that would have worked for us. Yes, the street life in the Chinatown area is vibrant and very colourful. Visible signs of the drug and sex trade are intermingled with a hundred shops and restaurants. Our stomachs led us to an excellent, busy restaurant. They sat us at the big round table at the back and brought us all tea in tumblers. Thanks to the waitress we all ended up with exactly what we wanted. The kids were sold. I. was in heaven with his sweet and sour chicken, E. got her noodles and O. had some veggies.
The stores were pretty cool. One shop with beautiful dresses etc. had the most friendly staff. I told her that my son and I are just here because of the girls. She replied, "aah, you are smart man." The rest of her energy was spent making sure that nothing got dirty or pulled off the rack for the wrong reason.
We visited several bargain shops where all kinds of nick nacks and assorted "stuff" of an oriental origin could be had. I. picked out a 3 foot sword but had to leave it because of difficulty taking it on the plane. E. found a cool fan that makes loud frapping noises when you open it. The older ones found some nice soap.
In one place we went into the basement and there were all these huge vases like you read about that are worth billions from the Ming Dynasty and whatnot. The kids were getting ready to play hide and seek but we had to put a stop to that.
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