There was an oil spill or leak off Tiberon and a memo form the park service that our all our beaches would be closed till they could be cleaned up. It was also payday so Yang, Patrik and I went to the bank to cash our checks. Yang then took us on his tour of Chinatown. Chinatown was full of traffic, sounds and smells that were as dense as a painting. The first leather goods store we walked by Patrik went in and spent his entire pay check on a jacket. He tried to explain to me that taxes in the US were an unfair addition to the price marked on the tag. 'I know,' I said. Yang emphasized art stores selling fine sable brushes and small jade carvings. We toured stores selling live fish in tanks, turtles and crabs in tubs and chickens in cages, to which Yang said: "Chinese people like their food very fresh."