Back to Bowling

I'm definitely disappointed how little bowling (or similar pointlessly competitive activities) I've been getting done since arriving in Harbin.

After Wang Lei treated us to some Sichuanese food at the poetically named 雾都 ("The Foggy Capital" referring to Chengdu, capital of Sichuan province) I set out to put that right by heading for the bowling alley in the Post Hotel near Qiulin.

The place was packed with Koreans for some reason, yelling "Fighting! Fighting!" and high-fiving all over the place. After a wait for our two lanes, I instituted the Rule of Embarassing Punishment: ten press-ups, sit-ups or star-jumps for the loser in each lane.

Even though Wang Lei had never bowled before, he was convinced he'd win. Pah! Pumped with immature competitive spirit, I bowled this respectable 194, including a four-bagger. Note that if it weren't for choking badly on frames 9 and 10, I'd have had an easy 200!

True to his word, Wang Lei assumed the position, and pumped out ten respectable press-ups. I win! I win! You're the loser! I'm the winner!