By the afternoon, we were fairly worn out and decided to take in a show. The theater, although not easy to find, was an oasis of air conditioning. They also served tea. Oddly enough, the show had sold all the tickets except for its best seats, so we decided to “splurge” and paid about $1 for each seat.
The performance was a local Suzhou art form called “Ping Tan.” It is a special type of story telling put to music that started hundreds of years ago. All of the story telling takes place in the Suzhou dialect, which is very difficult for Mandarin speakers to understand. Even Tian didn’t understand most of it. We stayed for about 45 minutes and then decided to move on.