That’s Not Chinese loves an adventure. As we she has been planning our trip to Alaska she has been giddy with anticipation. “I’m so excited to catch a big fish, a really big fish. We have to go on a fishing expedition. I’m bringing home a salmon and a halibut.” She doesn’t stop there. “We have to go bear sighting – this is going to be amazing.”
Unfazed and I just sit back and listen to suggestions, bug our eyes out a bit when hearing the price for these adventures, and occasionally provide some suggestions of our own, “What if we just hang out in a hotel near the woods, watch a bear try to access the premises, and shit our pants for free. No need to pay high prices for something like that.” These comments go, essentially, unheard by That’s Not Chinese.
I booked our fishing expedition, read the fine print, then gave That’s Not Chinese a call. “We need to get fishing licenses and bring our own lunches and beverages.” “What? Why?” she asked. “We’re not on an all-inclusive cruise in Mexico, we’re going fishing in Alaska. Major difference. Do you have rain pants?” I replied. “Rain pants? No. Is it supposed to rain?”
They are going to love having us on this expedition; especially considering the last time I actually fished was in a backyard fishing pond where I ‘caught’ a small plastic toy. I’m not sure whether or not That’s Not Chinese has even done that. “You know Unfazed hates fish, right?” she asked me. “No. Why are we going on a ten-hour fishing expedition if she hates fish?” “We (translation: I) love this stuff!” was her response.