"My wife is ill and I can't stop work. So I chain him to a pole when I have a fare."

He said pole. The other author said tree. Not that it really matters..pole, tree...........it still SUCKS for the toddler. Looks damn cold too.

I wonder how many month's wages one of those costs....

you'd think he's be able to knock up some sort of kid attachment for th rickshaw, though.

Although given the traffic in Beijing, maybe the chain is the safer option for the kid?

"The rickshaw ride is 10 cents, but you get a 2 cent discount if you hold the kid on your lap..."

They don't ususally use nappies in China, I've heard.... so I think I'd want a bigger discount....

I'm thinking of skipping the China trip altogether...

Less than a kid costs, I'd wager. Why can't mom whip something up while she's sitting on her ass at home? Doesn't have to be an organic cotton maya wrap or anything....

http://www.productwiki.com/upload/im...p_maya_tie.jpg


I used the living shit out of my maya wrap AND my evenflo backpack. Never lost a kid.

Kids don't cost much in China :( But I agree, you'd think some sort of wrap would be do-able.

See, you shoulda used a chain. :haha:

Chinese men tend to not have much body hair, so baby-sitter-on-a-roll (you probably call it duct tape) would be cheap *and* effective.

Chained to metal pole!

See kids today are spoiled, when I were a lad, we were lashed to a railway sleeper with rusty barbed wire..
.. and we were grateful.

luxury!

when we were young, our parents nailed our heads to a log!

Who could afford nails?

Our dad used to cut our legs off with axe, soon as we're born, so's we cou'nt run awa'.

For some reason that picture looks odd.

Man: Now sweetie, I want you to look over there because daddy has to pee.

Jinx: Were you ever able to get LJ to wear that? If so, pictures PLEASE!!

With axe? You 'ad it looky! We wished we would have axe! We had to gnaw through our own legs at age two, and use the remains as meat at tea.

Ah, you were one of those priviledged families with teeth! We all had to pass around the one set of old wooden dentures, waiting our turn before our legs could get gnawed off. And believe you me, you didn't want to have to go after granddad, no sir!