Well this is pretty much it. As you know I’m back in the US (have been back for a couple of months) and have started school full-time. I have a bunch of pictures from my friends’ cameras about going out in Beijing. So this post if for my friends - no history or culture just pictures of beer.
No particular order.

Miriam and I are about to do a shot of tequila while Astrid wonders if maybe she used the wrong word for “vodka tonic”.

Any night out with Miriam.

Hooray for a good German education.

Astrid and Canadian John.

Starting to see why I loved China? Don’t worry I’ll provide more hints below.

Florien makes sure that there is at least one happy German in Nanjie.

Ricky: about to tell us that he has to go home.

Christmas in Beijing with Claire, Miriam, and Astrid.

My Tsinghau class takes a fieldtrip.

Remember that long shot of tequila shots? Guess who drank them.

Sprockets! Seriously people they are all German (and I include Austria in Germany for the prior sentence).

Notice a theme?

Late night at Nanjie.

Eric returns from the restroom at Indian Kitchen and isn’t impressed.

Eun and Sun demonstrate the Korean replacement for the Chinese “picture V”.

You know how you have those pictures of your friends that they’d be angry about if you posted on a website?

Although it appears to be spreading to both the mainland and Germany I must confess to liking it much more than the “V”.

Before everyone returned home the Korean girls wanted to cook us dinner. Hear we see Eun, Qing Qin, and friend demonstrating some advanced Korean cooking techniques.

While the guys loaf.

Handsome.

John demonstrates how to be cool.

John, Phil, Miriam, and I at the infamous Ahoy Browser party.

John’s last night. Any guess if Miriam was in attendance?

Random kid with dog.

This brings up a true story. In the US when we were in grade school (maybe 1st or 2nd grade) we would read a weekly paper in class called, appropriately enough, the “Weekly Reader”. I remember one story about how every morning the Japanese kids had to do eye exercises which, explained the paper, is why Asian kids don’t wear glasses. I swear that is what it says. I also remember a story about a man who got the hiccups after trying to lift a heavy log. 63 years later he was still hiccupping. I was scared of that story for years.

Manuel and I at Lush.

Miriam continues to take the most accurate pictures.

Miriam and Nina at Black Sun.

Don’t believe it folks. She is just acting innocent because it is Christmas.

More beer now!

My birthday in China with Koreans eating Thai food.

After teaching the gang how to play asshole.

Notice Eun’s up and downward “V”s combined with QingQin’s abstract “V”. Only for the advanced.

QingQing pizza de peng you, Qing Qin, Rena, and I.

The Peru girls.

Birds of a feather.

Nina at Nanjie. Late night. The only thing that would make this picture better is if she was asleep.

Later Oliver tells Eric that he didn’t notice anything wrong with Indian Kitchen. In fact he found it quite pleasant.

Don’t let the innocent look fool you.

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After teaching the gang how to play asshole part 2.

My Peru girls.

Phil and Miriam.

Ralf and I celebrate a Christmas beer with a turkey dinner and glass of Pavel something or other.

Rebecca and Florien at her birthday party.

Rebecca and Manuel.

Reid, Katie “devil eyes”, Lucia “pretty sure she doesn’t approve of me”, LuLu “both my English and Chinese name is lulu”, and Alata “pear not pear”.

Rena and Heidi.

Ricky, Phil, and I at Black Sun.

The roommates exchange presents.

This will never happen again. Or at least that is what everyone else in the room was hoping.

Just a normal night out in Nanjie.

“Someone’s been drinking” or “I dedicate this picture to the bite mark”.

“Chucky” and Ralf.

Study smurf.

Before eating the Korean meal.

The meal itself.

Phil is dazed.

Astrid and I may be the only people who think that Nanjie has the world’s best pizza but she is going to do her best to convince others.

You know that saying about too many chefs? Let’s just say the cafeteria food isn’t so hot.

Trouble in a bottle.

2 Germans.

Why I sang KTV.
That’s about it. I’ve got one more China post where I show my favorite Chinese sign.