So I went into Dali to just bum around for the afternoon. Bought some fun things for presents to bring back home and then headed back home with lots of bakery goodies for the Lindens. When I got on the bus, I had to sit all the way in the back near these men that looked like they had just come from funeral (white hats on their head). Right when I sat down, one of the men said to me.."You havve-a yellow hair." "yes, I do," I replied, "and I have blue eyes." and I took off my sunglasses. From then on, the 5 men and I were speaking in broken chinese and english...granted these men were all over the age of 50! haha The main guy kept pointed to body parts and having me say them and adding colors to them. "black hair, pink shirt, white bus." He pointed to his eyes and said, "ayssssssss." then I tried to pronouce, "EYES." "ASSSS," he said again. "No, EYES." "Yes, ASS." I couldnt win this eye-ass battle! Then he told me that he lived in a horse. I said, "horse?" Yes, I live in a HORSE. and he made the gesture of a roof over his head, so the rest of the bus ride I spent writing, drawing and explaining the difference between a horse and a house. China, cracks me up!!