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... the entrance because I had the address in Chinese in a book that I was given. We flag down a cab and he is willing to take us, but he holds up two fingers and mutters something in Chinese that I did not understand. We got in the cab and drove off. The next thing I know from what Chinese I do understand our cab driver, whom I will name Kato said that it is lunch time and that he needed to pull over and eat some lunch real quick. So he actually pulled over the cab, got ...
... and then have time to study my Chinese with some of the teachers from about 415-530PM. At 530 the school serves us dinner and then I go home to do whatever it is I want.
The days are long, but obviously not very grueling work. I certainly cannot complain.
I get to spend time in a foreign country while getting paid to work with little kids all day. Not too shabby!
Adventure is out there,
... Railway Station we then had a sudden realisation that we actually needed the East Railway Station. Right- so we looked at the nonsensical Mandarin transportation map by the bus stop and found the train symbol to the left of the city. No tube line went close- damn. Taxi. So popping our backpack hips out we hailed a taxi and I flashed the (I hoped) translation for East Chengdu Station. In we got and immediately felt we were going the wrong way. Laura showed him ...
... when John did about 8 months ago. He has studied Chinese for 11 years so he is fluent. Neil is John and Keels friend. He is British. They met him randomly when they were on their winter vacation in Malaysia and convinced him to come to China. So he did. Some of my students, who’s ears caught the hum that two more Waiguoren were coming to town, wanted to get some dinner. We got a back room that seated about 10 people in John and I’s favorite restaurant. The ...
... had no idea what to say. I taught him to 10, but we'll see if he remembers that. They fought each other to get the chance to play me and were very curious about me and my background, and asked tons of questions. I typically messed around with them and told them ridiculous things (like that I was from Xinjiang). After an hour and a half of playing with these kids and getting watched by old ladies carrying plastic bottles, we headed out to get some milk tea (a nightly ...