Geneva's birthday/ farewell party (she goes home on Friday) was at the 1001 Nights Restaurant, kinda like our school's Muslim resto to the 10th power. Good thing it didn't smell like it. Food was better, too, specifically the tuna paste appetizer and skewered beef main course. Indian music wasn't to my taste, but the 2 hotties who started dancing to the Indian/ Arab singer's tune weren't hard on the eyes. Hell, they were hotter then the real dancers the restaurant hired that evening.
Speaking of entertaining, a more colorful group of customers came in as we ate dinner: bunch of women wearing outlandish wigs (even the ones with seeming natural hair colors looked fake) and black t-shirts with a fake URL printed on the back (www.rachshensnightbeijing.com.cn). One of them even had a tiara, w/c led me three guesses, namely that one of them a) got married/ had a birthday; b) had undergone chemotherapy and lost her hair, hence the wigs or c) leaving Beijing the next day so she an her lesbian friends are in wigs for shits and giggles.
Hey, I never said they were good guesses.
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