Eng: Urumqi, Xinjiang, China
Written by Em
I died laughing as they blew out the shots and stared before puckering up. Like a true veteran, Dan downed it one go, shutting one eye like a pirate. The others didn't fair so well; one ran from the bar vomiting in his hand, while the other sneezed and shot what he thought was a chili out of his nose. We didn't have the heart to tell him there were no chilies in the glass and it must've been a scorpion stinger. We spent the rest of the night toasting a giant, drunk Uighur guy who was smashing plates and glasses while chugging from his very own bottle of Chivas. It was a great start to the New Year!