After we finished with watching Dave play, win, and receive medals, we spent the last few days in Beijing touring around the city. One of the most interesting places we have been is the Night Markets.

We went there twice and got more daring the second time with what was eaten. The Night Markets are a great sample of the culture in China and the differences in food safety!


Randy eating scorpions

Kristin trying starfish - not tasty

Shane trying dog

Randy eating chicken heart. He said it was quite tasty.

Randy eating snake
We went back a few days later with Dave and the other ladies. Things got a bit more adventurous as you will soon see.

Dave getting his first taste of scorpion.

Cathy and Patty in the market.

Dave eating a silkworm pupa.

He wasn't a fan....he's trying to hold it in his mouth long enough for Shane to take a taste as well. They both ended up spitting them into the garbage. I think this was one of the few things that didn't make it to the stomach.

Randy and Dave eating ostrich and deer. I tasted these too. Not too bad - especially the deer.

Shane and Dave trying sea urchin.

Tracy trying honeybees.

Randy, Shane, and Dave eating sheep penis. Yes, sheep penis.

Randy was not a fan.

Kim and I ate some sheep penis too. I did not end up swallowing it - too chewy and not very tasty as one might imagine.

The boys even tried sheep testicles. You can tell by Shane's face that he wasn't impressed.
2 comments:
Way to try out the new culture! I'm surprised though, that Randy didn't have an objection to eating snake :)
Thanks for all the updates! I've enjoyed living vicariously through you!
-Trav
I have enjoyed reading your blog so much Kristin! You guys had such incredible adventures! I checked the blog every day after school to remind myself that there is life beyond the 29 second graders I hang out with all day. And you're such a good writer! You made me laugh several times. It made me want to be there with you. And each time I saw a picture of you and the pink bag it made me think of Paris...sigh. Call me when you get home.
Sarah Johnson
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