Traveling through China is: Fascinating. At times frustrating. Shocking. Challenging.

And funny.

Yes, the moments of occasional agony will be broken up by daily chuckles and frequent delight. After the frustration has faded from the mind, one memory will persist: the Chinglish.

Chinglish tends to fall into one of three categories; the first being “Inadvertent Misspellings”:

Yes, but do I WANT to surf the internet wineless?!?

My dearest parents, friends, family, and business partners are definitely going to hear about my heartworm feelings.

Then there’s the “I Get What You Mean, But It’s Not Quite Right” category:

I always try to avoid everything danger activity.

This is where the internet comes from.

And finally, the “I Don’t Even Know What is Going on Here” group:

I’m glad my nickname isn’t “yjotf apish dodder.” Also, I am sure the pubic people did not appreciate being made her pet.

As a graphi-
c designe-
r, this sign r-
eally disturb-
s me.

Wow. Just…wow.

See the rest of our Chinglish/Engrish photos here: