For a few weeks the only web access I had was in a little internet cafe in Xizhi. The rates were good (there was actually a deal for those wishing to use a computer a whole 24 hours) but the noise was immense, especially on weekends with more highschool boys playing online games. I harvested a good amount of funny looks when I went in, and once looked up to find a man, the boss, and another kid (pausing his sword swinging to look over his shoulder) staring at me. “He was very curious because you were just typing away and we can’t read it,” the boss laughed.
It was crowded and sort of fun and once an interesting shrine bearer came by to ask for a contribution from the cafe owner (I peeked over my screen to see a huge wooden face with moving eyes which rolled about and were a bit terrifying), but people seemed unconcerned by headphones or volume control, and it is a lot more peaceful not having huge epic war music mixing with electro pop mixing with machine gun noises and mystic english voices chanting thine enemy has been destroyed.