The 'lobby' is a total mess with water all over the concrete floor and big pots sitting on benches and tables. Upstairs are a few tables and chairs. Two European tourists are sitting at the window. Well, if they can eat here so can we. The noodles we had yesterday were quite good; I'll order that again. But no, they don't have noodles, only rice. We ask Ping's help in ordering. We order a fried rice dish, eggplant, and some steamed Chinese cabbage. And a big beer. While we're waiting for our food I notice that the chickens downstairs seem to be quite excited – until the loud squawking ends abruptly. Then it dawns on me – that's our lunch!