The Hunan night market.

Hunan, China.  Transformative experiences. Ridiculously killer stuff coupled with the Hunan style of cooking, you couldn't walk down a street or alleyway without your eyes burning. Bonkers night clubs lit Vegas style that I wandered into just to see how ridiculous it was, and got fed shots by European bros. Cute chinese girls pouring me beers I never asked for as I ate at my little kid-sized table.

Kids passed out and puking on the steps outside of said ridiculous night clubs. I left at 3:30AM, and it wasn't even close to being done. One of the more clearly popular stations particularly caught my eye. Obviously a family endeavor, the father ran the grilling station, and she killed it on the wok. The daughter would take your order and send you to a table. This city rules. One of my favorite non musical off-nights so far.