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D E P A R T M E N T S The Surreal Gourmet
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A CHARMED TRAVELER IN CHINA SETS
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OUT FOR A FORBIDDEN BORDER.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - BY JOSHUA COHEN | we've all met one of them, the charmed person who bumbles through life encased in a suit of golden armor, defying the laws of physics, chance and society at will. Usually one meets him while traveling. Usually in an exotic location. He is the man you see interviewed on the evening news as the only surviving witness to a tornado that flattened his Texas town, or the dropout roommate from college who sends you a postcard 15 years later of his palace in Kuala Lumpur and inviting you there for a summer party. Carlos was one of these people. I met him while teaching English in China. A Molotov cocktail of Ecuadorian, Panamanian and American genes, Carlos taught English at a neighboring college in Hunan. Despite strict official and social prohibitions against relationships between Chinese and Westerners -- one could still lose one's job for that sort of thing -- Carlos had been sleeping with his housemaid since he'd arrived. When the college found out, he was fired. Within the week he had been hired by another college at a higher salary and with a deluxe, on-campus apartment, into which he moved with his new, wealthy Chinese girlfriend. Carlos seemed able to will these things to happen. During an earlier trip to Hong Kong, Carlos had shown up unannounced at the Ecuadorian embassy and demanded they put him up. They did, for three days, free of charge. Then, while booting around the waterfront, he ran into the scion of a Philippine bicycle manufacturer who flew him to Manila and put him up for a week in the family mansion. After that week Carlos walked into the Colombian embassy without an invitation and demanded to be introduced to the ambassador. He was. They had lunch. How Carlos even managed to get his job was a wonder. With his thickly accented, rapid-fire English, even I had trouble understanding him when he was excited, which was usually the case. I often imagined his students sitting at their desks, backs straight, eyes fixed on the teacher, dutifully repeating after him: "Do ju hwish to speak to me about someding?" I had been in Hunan for five months when we decided to travel together. We had a full month's holiday for the Chinese New Year in January, and Carlos, a very likable guy (these charmed people always have a certain, well, charm), asked me to travel with him during our break. Since traveling solo in China was difficult, I accepted. We eventually decided on Xishuangbanna (pronounced shee-shwang-ba-na), a small region in southwestern China, as our destination. We had different reasons for our choice. I chose it because other teachers had described the region's warm weather and relaxing atmosphere, as well as the added bonus that it offered a wide range of authentic minority cultures vastly different from the mainstream Han Chinese culture. Rumor had it one might even be able to catch a glimpse of a tiger or elephant in China's last remaining bits of rain forest. Carlos chose it for a totally different, and predictably pathological, reason: He was a Border Fanatic.
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