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- Posted by Lee and Lindsay
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- Mon 1 Sep 2008 at 18:16
With our "Japan - Been there, done that" t-shirts now safely packed away in our bags, it's nearly time for the second last leg of our travels. China.
As you may already have read in our other online journals (on the original 101 site - which has more bad words) for Lindsay, getting in to this country was more difficult than getting in to a girl. But, unlike the endless struggle to find a mate, entrance to the motherland was granted - success!
We'd love to be able to comment on the efforts of Team Britain - but Lindsay (if you look at his pictures) has absolutely no interest in sport whatsoever and Lee was too busy lapping up the sun in Bali, and Australia.
After the Japan Challenges were attempted with the little or no success end results, we decided to take a nice little break from each other. No fall out involved... this time. Lindsay always wanted to see Japan (the highlight of his year in terms of countries) and Lee had never wanted to see Japan - so, he opted for going back to Indonesia for a couple of weeks to chill out. The tan difference between the two of us is going to be almost comical.
This little journal entry is being written with Lindsay already in Shanghai and Lee over its skies - he's flying in to Beijing. The younger of us has already endured 8 days of China after a 48 hour ferry trip from Osaka. On day 2 of the Chinese experience - Lindsay got his bank card nicked and 2800 quid was spent on it. 5 days were thereafter spent shaking, quivering and sweating over the will-he-or-won't-he get it back.
Welcome to China.
Luckily though, fraud departments at financial institutes actually do what they say on the tin, and every penny is being refunded to our now, very happy little boy.
Lee has had no dilemas over the past 8 days other than the difficult choice of playing it safe with sun-factor 35 or gambling a little and opting for sun-factor 12 (for a more even and darker, honeycombed tan)
Lindsay's off to Hong Kong tomorrow (2nd September) for two nights and Lee will, after sorting out a few challenges 8,02332 miles away in Beijing, will head down to Shanghai on the 5th. We'll both meet up, conveniently enough, on the 6th - a Saturday... a Saturday night. Excellent opportunity to Parteeeeeeeeeee and then spoon again!
We only have 40 days in China and a hell of a lot of great challenges to do - our new motto (other than f*ck it) is, "can't be as bad as Japan" Let's hope it isn't.
We've managed to learn a little Chinese for the next Challenges and here's a little lesson. Ni Hao means Hello. That's nice and simple isn't it. Now here's the best part. We get to swear. Xie Xie (pronounced Shit Shit) means hello. There is nothing better in this world than walking up to a cop, a teacher, a small child, an elderly woman on her last legs or a beautiful girl and shouting Xie Xie with a great big smile on your face - the crescendo of the climax comes only when any of the aforementioned don't punch you and offer a big smile back - followed with a happy Xie Xie too. Xie is everywhere!
That's all we know. But that's all we need. We're just going to spread the Xie.
On another note, after having failed so badly at finding a Japanese Rachel, Lindsay's very, very impressed with the high calibre of the Chinese females. Perhaps it's time to move on. Can there be a Chinese Belinda out here?
Anyhoo, China has long been a country we have been looking forward to visiting due to the scale and diversity of the Challenges we've been set there. Challenges include joining a circus and learning acrobatics, staging a “Loch Ness Monster” type sighting, travelling to the Wudang Mountains to live in an ass kicking Kung Fu monastery, and among so many others we also have the crème de la crème of our missions... the 101 person conga on the Great Wall itself. Successful or not, this should be a great 40 days!
We have no idea how these challenges will turn out but we do know that each and every one of them stimulates us in ways that only non family members and the opposite sex can do.
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- Posted by Lee and Lindsay
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- Thu 28 Aug 2008 at 10:26
Getting on to Japanese telly sounded like a piss easy Challenge. Let's face it - we're two twats from the UK - Big Brother lets 12 or sometimes 13 of us on to their show every year. This isn't a deliberate slagging match with Endemol - it's just a bitter taste that Lindsay has in his mouth when it comes to the fly-on-the-wall series that somewhere along the line, lost itself. Maybe a little bitter slagging then?
You see, if you were to open a new web browser right now and visit the Google website and then type L I N D S A Y V I N E (capital letters or baby ones are optional - it all works!) then you'd see that Lindsay tried to get on Big Brother a few years ago.
The numerous accounts of his amazing application, performance and free-willingness to make a complete arse out of himself in the name of "entertainment" completely missed the point of his oh-so-near media triumph. Rather than mentioning that he was a gorgeous and green eyed Scottish star in the making - every press worker decided to show that he was merely a monkey. A stupid monkey. No mention whatsoever of his sie or girth. At least, on the upside, he wasn't as stupid as the 13 monkeys that appeared on the show that year.
Anyhoo, after being bitter about the show for the first 5 episodes but then, like the rest of the nation, being overwhelmingly compelled to watch it 27 hours a day for 9 months, Lindsay left his anger and resentment behind him - for now it was time to be king of telly. Japenese Telly. The Gaijin Games Challenge.
Now, you'd think that two absolutely gorgeous and charming Scotsmen would be able to lure themselves without any problems in to any telly studio and on to the main stage of any Asian TV show. We certainly thought this unti, well, until we were turned down by every security guard Japan has in its arson against Western Tellyrists (we liked that one too - it's ok to smile).
First stop was Studio Alta - the home of Japanese telly - if Richard and Judy were to record their cult classic "This Morning" anywhere other than the UK, then the grande ole studios of Alta would be the place of choice - in downtown Tokyo.
Our first approach was to simply go along and blag it. If anyone ever tells you to try and blag something, don't waste your time - security gaurds don't like blagging and security gaurds, who don't speak or understand a word of English seem to get rather pissed with a persons attempts at the art of blag.
Refused. Straight and simple.
Second approach (God loves a trier - well that's what Mummy always says after every single one of Lindsay's failed dates) seemed to go well until its execution. Talking crap never worked the first time, so maybe a nice letter would?
Off to the shops we hopped - a nice and jovial, slightly girly hop, but never-the-less a great hop - to get ourselves a nice little postcard. Surely nothing would impress a telly producer so much more than a card intended for posting? After writing a jolly good and full-hearted message on its back, we popped it into a nice and beautifully blue envelope and delivered it in person. How bloody nice are we?
It turns out - not so nice - and in our further efforts - bigger knobs than we thought we could ever be. Said envelope was rudely crushed by the cruel and evil security man and forced back in to our hands!
But we were too clever - far too clever... we just lobbed the thing back at him and ran - surely it'll make its way in to the hands of the producer guy person?
We'd love to tell you more but as we've said before, the telly folk at Channel 4 have our Mum in a dingy cellar in Norfolk this week and are doing incredibly unmentionable things to her with a 4 year old chicken, an industrial sized tin of mustard and 15 "items of interest" confiscated by customs at Heathrow Airport, Terminal 2, between October and November 2005. Sick b*stards!
Mum - we've told the Police. Be strong. Think of us to give you strength!