Or maybe I was just lucky. It is fruitless for me to try to blend in. Everything I do draws attention. It began with our arrival. The first thing we did was sign the guest register.
Chinese tradition has guests write their name on a large swatch of red silk with a special brush.
For this occasion it was a felt-tipped pen and a big red card. As I have not yet perfected my Chinese writing skills, I was forced to sign in English. Yes, I have a Chinese name. And no, I will not tell you what it is. So don't ask .