Here is a confession: I hate Chinese New Year. Back in America I always thought Chinese New Year, or Spring Festival as it is more appropriately called, was pretty cool. A lion dance, some banging gongs and a coupla fireworks. But now I’ve been in China for 3 spring festival
I'm back!
I’m back! I had a great time traveling around southern China for the past month. The weather was warm (though not as warm as I was hoping to be honest) and the scenery was great. I ended up going to 3 more UNESCO World Heritage sites (in my vain attempt
Photo of the Day: The Road
“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” -Rosalia de Castro
Photo of the Day: Yellow Temple
Photos were taken in Jiangxin Island in Wenzhou.
Photo of the Day: Creepy Wax Museum
This place was spooky enough in the daytime, I would definitely never set foot in at at night. (In Wuzhen.)
Bags are Packed
So, it’s that time again. Time to hit the road. I’ll be following the same pattern as usual (north in the summer, south in the winter) and this year the start of the trip is in the seaside city of Xiamen. Ironically, almost every single other foreign teacher from my
My Week in the Countryside
I just spent a week with at my friends Color’s house. I got to meet his parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. I also got a taste of the life of a typical family in China. It was an amazing, totally unique experience I won’t forget anytime soon. I’m all for
Humans can Never do Anything Simply
On a recent day trip to Wuzhen we went to the Yida Silk Workshop, a famous old-timey brand of silk that has been making silk tapestries, scarves and other things for over 100 years. In the back of the store they have a wooden warehouse where you can see the
Going Back in Time is So Easy in China
Every semester the Inernational Office takes us foreign teachers out on a little trip. In the past we’ve gone to amusement parks and tea schools and in the past, the foreign students and the teachers were invited, making for a large group. But as there are more foreign students the
Our Unexpected Visitor
I take a walk every evening. When I came home the other night, I saw a flash of fuzz peek out from the bedroom door and then dart back inside. “Uh….what was that?” I said. “She followed me home, can we keep her?” Ryan said (kinda). If you haven’t figured