Friday, June 25, 2010

Wonka Bed

Grandpa George, Grandma Georgina, Grandpa Joe, and Grandma Josephine had nothing on the Ballas as they pulled into Beijing for their first night back. Since our apartment plans fell into place (in full Chinese fashion) around twelve hours before our departure, we had planned on at least one night at the Jinjiang Inn (China's Motel 6).

Steve had made an online reservation before we left, but, as usual, when we arrived the question that emerged...Two rooms, right? You see, hotel rooms at the Jinjiang are, shall we say, on the small side. Never fazed by this, since living like hamsters has never been a problem for us, our response is usually something like, Liang ge xiaohair, liang da ren. Yi ge fangjian xing bu xing? (We have two adults and two kids. Is one room OK?) Then we wait tensely as he looks us over. Xing.


Now, normally the accommodations are textbook. Two single beds. A TV. Desk. Bathroom with toothbrushes, soap, and, unfortunately, one small roll of toilet paper, which we inevitably upgrade to two in the first ten minutes. This time, though, we were surprised to find only one bed (somewhere between a double and a queen). Mei guanxi. (No problem!) In fact, this may have been better than we could have hoped, for combined with the exhaustion of traveling halfway around the world, there was much more room per capita sleeping Wonka style, so we had no trouble conking out.

Somehow, though, a little song from long ago kept running through my mind...So they all rolled over and one fell out. There were four in a bed and the little one said, "Roll over, roll over."



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