- On the small street behind the campus a kid on his bike nearly fell off with his jaw agape when he saw me on my bike. I wished I had a picture of his face.
- I heard a shopkeeper tell his wife to raise the prices...it's a foreigner.
- A taxi driver insisted that my eyes were not blue enough.
- On my last day young girls I passed said "waiguoren" to each other and I countered with "我不是外国人，我是美国人：I am not a foreigner, I am an American." They were stunned and giggling.
And there are friends. When curiosity about a foreigner on campus and in town gives way to new found friendship forged in two languages and common interests. This is a hurdle worthy of the effort. More on friends later.