Uiygurville

In Beijing, Uiyger-ville is a long dirt road lined with restaurants selling skewered lamb & flatbread - whose signs are all written in arabic. Kinda like Chinatown of SF, a poor and self-sufficient ethnic enclave, where many of the waiters only speak the native tongue.

We arrive in a taxi and before the taxi even stops, five guys (the "solicitors" for the restaurants) are hanging off the windows, excitedly yelling for us to go to their restaurant.

We're attacked by different guys all trying to get us into their respective restaurants. One guy is chasing my friend, another one is in my face, yelling and screaming at me in some arabic tongue, another is pulling my friend into his restaurant.

Suddenly, the whole street erupts with activity, as new solicitors from restaurants down the street run full-speed toward us and start yelling at us to try their restaurant. Don't ask me how we chose a restaurant and finally sat down.

The food is really good, lots of meat though, mostly lamb meat that's barbecued and very spicy.