What a terrible morning. Now I’m cold on the outside as well as inside. Silly me.

Currently, I’m enrolled in a business Chinese course, so I thought my colloquial Chinese was becoming stagnant and prolly more likely, forgotten.

I was trying to make a reservation for a dinner party at a local Chinese restaurant named Mandarin Wok. Starting from my “你好” and ending with “谢谢,” I managed to make a reservation for about 20 people at 6:30 on Friday, with the only English words spoken being “dinner party.” (I don’t know how to say that.)

I told her how my birthday was the coming Sunday, and that I would like to plan for a dinner party. We talked over which day was best, and I reserved a spot for Friday. She even gave me a fortune cookie.

I thought I conveyed my point rather well and quite smoothly to boot. Unfortunately, my listening skills still need some work. Everyone speaks too fast for me.

Level up nevertheless!

Instanbul, formerly known as Pasha, (apparently until just about a week ago) is a Mediterranean restaurant in the Champaign-Urbana area. Why the name changed, I do not know.
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