Team Chicken Head

A few days ago I went back to the tea valley with my advisor, Min Li, her husband, and Erin. We went for lunch and played a card game and Badmitton in the afternoon. It was a pleasant day to say the least.

One of the more memorable moments was when we arrived at the tea village and sat down. People were ordering lunch and then they were doing some of the cooking outside. Well somebody must of ordered chicken because not five minutes after we sat down the cook comes walking by our table with a live chicken in her hand. She then proceeds to nonchalantly cut the chicken's head off and drops the body into a bucket where it flops around for a few minutes and then makes it's one last movement with a thud as it hits the ground.

Erin and I were quite shocked and the whole process and our advisor and husband merely laughed at our responses. We did not order the chicken for lunch for fear of having to watch another chicken loose it's life.

After lunch we played a few card games and drank our tea. The cook who was not preparing food was walking around and saw me struggling with the card game. She stopped and started to help me (I have never been good at card games) and I did not protest. I don't know if I did not protest because we won every game or if it was because her hands were stained with chicken blood and guts or a combination of both. Anyway, I thought that I would ask her if she would have a problem if I named our team, "Team Chicken Head" in honor of all those little guys who spent their last minutes flopping around in a bucket. I decided not to because I didn't know the words and there was no need to ruin a good thing.

Well that's about all I have. I hope everyone is doing well around the world.