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... and of knowledge.
I'm settling in here at Xiamen University. I'm slowly becoming accustomed to the busy streets, masses of people, packed buses, new foods, different customs, higher buildings, shorter tables, hotter days, foreign language and bolder life. With each day that I'm here, I feel more at home, and some mornings home seems but a far off childhood dream that never was reality. With each 25 minute walk to class and back again, ...
... written as letters.
We had a couple of good air quality days and the next time I can see the mountains clearly I'm going to go hiking again. I never feel so far from home as when I'm hiking up a trail here and pass by some long forgotten tomb that's 100's of years old or the old foundations of what was probably a small hut in the 1400's.
I've been enjoying my private students at a business office here.
It has been nearly a month since we got back from our trip now. We’ve been doing mostly the same thing each week now but we’ve had a few interesting experiences since then. We attended a ceremonial business contract signing ceremony, we’ve seen a couple of movies in a Chinese theater, we had our Ex-pat version of Thanksgiving, I’ve started doing some private tutoring in a business office and we’ve finally experienced what the locals call cold weather. ...
... in front of it. The tour guides were quick to tell us that Mao had visited the place once but without any real enthusiasm. There were a number of classrooms which are distinguished only by a small platform at the front where the teacher would sit in front of their students. Built right next door was a Confucius school of learning and we got lucky enough to see a group of primary school children reciting poetry on ...
... The only decent moment of perplexity I had this week was when I witness the propane delivery guy texting while driving. It was perplexing because he delivers 30gallon tanks of propane using a motorcycle. He can fit about 6 tanks on the sides and back of his bike. So he was texting, while driving a motorcycle, with flammable gas hanging on the sides, and he was smoking a lit cigarette. There are days when I am convinced that I am in some form of redneck ...