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In the evening, we met in the lobby at 7 p.m.  for dinner. We decided to try Japanese food. We thought we were going to the Japanese place nearby, but the plans quickly changed after Sheila arrived. Sheila was one of the Wuhan locals who worked for the company that hosts the festival. She spoke only one English word, which was hello. She and our translator conversed, and before we knew it, we were on our way to a Japanese restaurant about a 1.5 miles away.
We went into this dark alley and around the corner was this quaint little Japanese place. We piled upstairs into this private room, took off our shoes and ate like kings. Sheila, the American name I gave her because she didn’t have one, ordered for all of us, and the food was awesome.  We had shrimp tempura, sushi, sashimi platter, seaweed salad and lots of other little goodies. At the end of the meal, we had some sort of strawberry ice cream, which tasted like frozen Strawberry Quick.
After dinner, some of us took a cab back to the hotel, including me.   We got into the cab and the roller coaster took off! The cab driver go so close to one of the buses at the light that I literally rolled down the window and touched the side of the bus.  Thankfully, we made it back to the hotel safely, and I am alive to blog to about it!
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