Tag Archives: Chinese

Chengdu Bookworm Writing Group – Intro

So I’ve been doing this thing lately. I’ve joined the Creative Writers’ Group at The Bookworm (a western cafe/bar) in Chengdu. I’ve been going for about a month now, and it’s been amazing. While showing your work to other people … Continue reading

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Diary 2013/07/30 – Welcome to China!

I arrived in Chongqing this morning, and then took the train to Chengdu. A young Chinese intern picked me up at the airport, and he was instantly relieved when after he spoke a few sentences of absolutely unintelligible English, I … Continue reading

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Signs that I’ve lived in China for too long

Signs that I’ve been in China too long: I almost got my nail-clippers out on the Metro train It’s “okay” for someone to hawk their lugie into a bush, just not onto the road I have, on occasion, actually spit … Continue reading

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Communal Toilet

Chinese public toilets truly exemplify the word “public”. Going to pee has never been more public than when there are no doors on the stalls, and only a short wall divides you from your neighbour as your pee splashes jovially … Continue reading

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The Staring Thing

You are a blond haired, blue-eyed, six-foot tall Scandinavian. It’s your first trip to China, and you are very excited. But from the moment you get on the plane, you have a nagging feeling that you are being watched. You … Continue reading

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Impressions of a Village

  Spring had finally come to the valley. The mountains had changed from the dry golden yellow of winter to a lush, verdant green. Everywhere was bursting with life. The rains had come, and the fields that the villagers had … Continue reading

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The Point of Authority

Today I was dealt a “Point of Authority.” That’s when a Chinese officer of some sort points at you with that look of “You. Yes, you. I know what you’re trying to do, and you can’t do it–‘cos I’m watchin’ … Continue reading

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