A little late on the Halloween updates, but nevertheless, here’s another one! We spent the first half of Halloween evening taking a Night Tour of the Tsingtao Beer Museum. They named it “Night at the Beer Museum” which we thought was quite clever. If you missed that posts, check it out here: Night at the Beer Museum. As you can see, in the picture to the left, we got to wash down a packet of honey roasted peanuts with some raw Tsingtao beer. We really enjoyed the tour, but it would be nice to see the grounds during the day, so we will definitely go again! At the end of our tour, we were shown to a large hall, located on a lower lever of the museum/ factory. There we found tons of tables, all set up for dinner. Each person had some sort of mask on the table, and there was also a table of face paint near the bar. Of course, in true Chinese fashion, it was made to sound like we would arrive, get our faces painted like zombies, then do a spooky museum tour, and play games. That’s kind of what they do here – make things sound way better than they will be, and then you arrived and it’s an unorganized mess. Despite the fact that there was just a table and people were told to paint there own faces, everything else seemed pretty decently organized. Well done Tsingtao Beer Museum! We got seated at a table with two very unimpressed looking Chinese folk (they weren’t there together). It almost felt like both of them had been stood up, and now we were sitting with them at this 8-seater table, staring at their miserable faces all night. All around us people were in groups of eight, friends all together, having a good time. We called another couple who said they would meet us there, and once they arrived the rest of the table didn’t really matter. Our friends, Seth and Ezra, saved us! Things livened up more when one of our “single” Chinese table members had his girlfriend show up. The last remaining girl sat alone all night, taking selfies on her phone.
We ate dinner and enjoyed the free-flowing Tsingtao beer, and since we had just seen them bottling thousands of bottles on our tour of the factory, we knew that there was no shortage of beer there!
The live music was pretty good. The musicians would stop every couple of songs and two Chinese women would come onto stage to announce drinking games. People would rush toward the stage like their lives depended on it. All for a free six pack of beers. Watching them was a little lame since most of them cheated during the games. No shame… There was a game involving bobbing for apples, and the contestants used their hands!! Add to that the ridiculous shouting into the microphones by the women dressed in skimpy dresses. We were happy each time the live music came back on.
Our friends went up onstage for a bit of karaoke. A weirdly entertaining subject joined them and mumbled some nonsensical English words, while he swayed side-to-side. In fact, this guy only got more entertaining as the night progressed…
After the live music, stampedes of cheating competitors, and a round of karaoke, the most random thing happened. A DJ and her sidekick came onto the stage. So here’s the thing about Chinese people with microphones – they are OVER THE TOP! In the grocery store they scream out the specials, standing a mere four feet from one another. So as you are walking along the outer edges of the store, you are hit with waves of overbearing shouting. Not a calm friendly voice, nicely announcing their promotion. NOPE… LOUD, OBNOXIOUS screaming that goes on and on. It’s pretty much the same with DJ’s. While a song is playing, they feel the need to shout ridiculous comments. “Yeah baby… break it down… what, what… here we go…. yeah yeah… F*&k Yeah”. Seriously, swearing in English actually results in cheering from the crowd. You know, because he’s saying English words, and they all know THAT one!
Back to our event. A woman wearing a little more than lingerie came onto stage and proceeded to blast music so loud that our ears were ringing. I know, I know, I sound like an old lady… but seriously, we were just listening to a band and then karaoke. We there having dinner, so what was the point in switching to “night club mode”. To top it all off, the DJ was throwing her hands up like there was an entire audience of adoring fans in front of her. Look at the pictures below… (She was basically performing only for the interesting chap who joined Seth and Ezra for karaoke)
He was swaying his arms in a whimsical manner, and turning in circles. I don’t know what was in his beer, but the rest of us weren’t feeling it. Everytime the half-naked DJ through her hands up in the air and shook her body, this guy practically had a heart-attack. Next to the female DJ was her sidekick, and guess what… he had a microphone!! So while she was provocatively dancing to her insanely loud trance music, her buddy was shouting, “What… what… yeah… yeah… F*&k Yeah… do it… yeah… what’s up… yeah… yeah…”.
We had enjoyed a tasty meal, some good laughs with friends, and a nice evening tour of the Beer museum, but this was our cue to leave. We all went outside, and then realized that the night was young and there was no need to rush home. The four of us took a taxi downtown and joined another Halloween party. There we were given free cocktail vouchers (since we arrived with our masks on) and we danced for a couple of hours. The music was great and there’s wasn’t a microphone in sight!