Napping 4.0

Napping was one of my favorite things to do in college. I would sit in class, counting down the minutes until I could go home and snuggle under my plush comforter. In Shanghai, I inevitably end up falling asleep, cat on my lap, whenever I attempt to do my Chinese homework. No matter the circumstance, napping for me conjures up images that involve the words warm, soft, and comfortable.

But in China, hard, metal, and thong will apparently do the trick.

Photo courtesy of my friend Tom, who clearly has a knack for finding odd nappers.