last couple of days without pictures

don't have any pictures cause pat has his camera and i don't. pat's first night we drank beer ate food and then watched tv. while pat played piano i danced behind him ballerina style until he saw me then i ran away. then we killed people and got chased by the cops. then we skated on the mega ramp and i jumped from the top n landed the 100 foot drop. pat was there. he backflipped into the bank before the leap. then the next day we  rode around and skated the black banks. it was cool shit. we watched chinese people be crazy and then did other stuff i don't remember. there might be another day between then and our leaving to shanghai but who knows. we got on the train and listened to every single person's ringtone when they left it playing even though someone was calling their phone. pat got woken up by a man singing to his own ringtone at 4 in the morning. got to shanghai, took the subway to the world's biggest skatepark and it was amazing. before shredding we both took sweet poops and then started the day around 9:30. everything's super huge there and possibly impossible to skate, some of it. but it was sick nonetheless. then we stressed out for 3 hours while trying to get to where we were staying. went to cars, scoped for babes, found none, went to sleep, skated the next day some more even though we were dead. went to 2 spots featured in skate mags and videos, it was cool. then a chinese man sung to us. patrick's got the footage. now we're gonna go to the black market and buy a live grenade.