Miscellaneous Meanderings and a Manicure

A couple of days into Wase's visit, and I realised Harbin was fast running out of attractions. The sole big attraction left on my hastily sketched itinerary was the war atrocities museum, and that wasn't getting much of a warm reception from Wase. Thankfully, Enxi stepped up by offering to take Wase for a manicure.

We worked our way through the labyrinthine tunnel system downtown, then pushed our way through a tatty shopping centre opposite the main Post Office. At the back, somewhat incongruously, sat row upon row of manicurists.

While the girls were being attended to, I went off to get an ice-cream from one of the countless ice-cream stalls that had sprung up as soon as the weather had thawed. Still early, I checked out the Post Office too. I got thoroughly lost in three-storeys of poorly-labelled postal and related services.

When I got back, the girls' nails still had twenty minutes of work that needed doing. I declined a clean-up for myself, and quizzed one of the manicurists instead.

"Have you ever done the nails of someone with only nine fingers? How about eight? If I only had eight fingers, would you give me a discount?"