A Chinese wedding party in our apartment complex. These people know how to get down! from Teresa DeVictoria on Vimeo.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
运动会
My school said they'd give us free shirts if we attended the yearly yundong hui, so when some of my friends in my class got guilt-tripped into going, I signed up with them. (and got my free shirt. don't worry, it's ugly.)
here are some pictures that my friends took:
here are some pictures that my friends took:
The foreigners studying Chinese, reppin' they colors.
chinese hoochie mamas.
Basically each college within the school prepared a parade/presentation and went around the track.
Why doesn't America do this? Oh yeah, cuz we like hamburgers, and we're not gay.
This picture scares me: hundreds of Chinese in formation marching.. and doing excersizes. It's going to be crazy when China takes over the world. :)
Protesters!
On my bus ride to school today, I realized there was more traffic than usual just before the busiest intersection on Minzu dadao. After about 10 minutes we pulled up to it and there were protesters lining the crosswalks blocking traffic in two directions. They all had signs and a bunch were sitting on the ground in the crosswalk. There were police men directing traffic away from them, down to another side street, and turning other cars back. I was thinking "Why aren't the policemen making them move??! This is China! Why isn't the government doing anything!??" lol. It was so frustrating!!!!! But nobody seemed too upset by it. It was almost like they were interested and happy to see something happen, besides how inconvenient it was for everyone else. From my bus, the only thing I could make out on their signs was "Dong Hu." Big help, right? Anyways, it was a huge mafan and made me 20 minutes late to school. But it's interesting to see how China excersizes "democracy" and freedom of speech these days.
(I have no idea what they were protesting. When I got home I googled it and found this: http://www.dossiertibet.it/news/china-one-thousand-protesters-block-roads-wuhan from a couple years ago. I wonder if it has any similarity to that. "In addition, on July 9 (2009) a reconstruction project initiated by the Wuhan city authorities to connect Donghu Lake and Shahu Lake also sparked a mass protest from residents who will lose their homes to forced demolitions." If it was anything like that, it makes sense why noone was too upset by what they were doing.)
haha... i also found this: http://ajw.asahi.com/article/asia/china/AJ201212050074. another interesting protest this week in Wuhan...
(I have no idea what they were protesting. When I got home I googled it and found this: http://www.dossiertibet.it/news/china-one-thousand-protesters-block-roads-wuhan from a couple years ago. I wonder if it has any similarity to that. "In addition, on July 9 (2009) a reconstruction project initiated by the Wuhan city authorities to connect Donghu Lake and Shahu Lake also sparked a mass protest from residents who will lose their homes to forced demolitions." If it was anything like that, it makes sense why noone was too upset by what they were doing.)
haha... i also found this: http://ajw.asahi.com/article/asia/china/AJ201212050074. another interesting protest this week in Wuhan...
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Friday, November 30, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
It's cold. and I'm obsessed with 热干面.
oh soo good. 
Wikipedia Re Gan Mian
Ingredients:
芝麻酱 sesame sauce
noodles
green onions
soysauce
salt and black pepper
magical other stuff. i wish i could make it myself. but until I leave Wuhan i'll just buy it on the side of the street for 50cents everyday.
reminds me of Taiwan's 麻醬麵.
or, a specialty, 7-11's finest:
but still not as good as reganmian. i'm telling you. obsessed.
my boyfriend is so hot.
don't worry, he stole it from my blog, edited it, and sent it back to me to show me how hot he is. like i didn't already know.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Nanjing trip 2: Nanjing Reloaded
I just got back from spending another week in Nanjing. This time I tried out a hostel located about 5 minutes by bike from Spencer's house. Their website sucks, (www.jasminehostel.com) but their pamphlets are awesome. While I wish it would have been better cheaper :), I paid 60元 (about a 10$USD equivalent) a night for a dorm style bed.
We went to the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Museum, (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanking_Massacre) which while at first maybe seemed designed to create anti-Japanese sentiment than anything else, afterwards really impressed me. It's a pretty large museum/presentation and it's "crowning achievement" is an excavated mass burial site. sad. but a startling reminder of what really happened.
Besides that, we didn't go see much else. Went to Spencer's soccer game (won 4-2), which now qualifies them for the championship game... don't worry, there are only 4 teams competing.
They were sponsored by "McDonalds," that's right. kindof a big deal. This is Spencer's glamour shot. with the wigger kids.
Some of the other Flagship kids:
Um.... we hung out at XinJieKou.... Dairy Queen anyone? We are so chinese.
and of course did a puzzle... walmart's finest.
all in all I would say it was a successfull trip.
oh yeah and this happened: (several times)
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
uhh... i got spashed with sewage water. yeah boiii!
Since the weather has turned freezing, everyday on my bus ride back from school I have noticed a particular stand on the side of the street that sells sweaters for 39 kuai. Today I though I'd go check it out by taking the old bike for a spin. As I was riding there, I remembered the road I was on had a sewage and/or water pipe line break the day before and there was water and/or sewage water overflowing from the grates onto the street. There was a scooter in front of me and so I followed him through the shallower parts of the water, but just as I was going through the deepest part a taxi came speeding up beside me and spashed a butt load of sewage water all over me. haha. it smelled so bad. but 就是这样字. I continued, ended up buying two sweaters and 7 pairs of socks (yeah!) for about 8 US dollars. My wet sewage clothes are currently in the washer.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Spencer visits Wuhan!!
Friday, October 19, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
The Day I Fainted On The Bus
Riding the bus/public transportation in China can be a pleasure:
or a pain:
Today is Saturday and the first day of the week-long Chinese National holiday, meaning streets, buses, trains, stores, etc are packed, furthermore, schools and offices are still in session on Saturday to compensate for the loss of next week. In short, meaning I had to go to school today, on a Saturday.
Weekends are already especially busy and crowded, and as I walked to the bus stop I realized this would be no exception. I waited for my bus (bus #810: red, shiny, new) and piled with the other people waiting on to the already packed bus. I made my way to the back, because as any smart person knows, you have two choices: #1 standy by a kid until he gets off at the next stop, or #2 find a seat in the back. If you find a seat in the back, you will never feel obligated to give up your seat to any "lao, ruo, bing, huan,yun, huo bao xiaohai de qingke." Alas, all the seats in the back were taken too and all the kids already had grownups hovering over their seats, so I found a nice little standing place on the left behind the last row of single chairs. I put my backpack on the floor between my legs and squeezed in. It was a good little spot, maybe a foot wide between the chair in front and the back barrier I could lean on in back. This spot:
No one was really touching me and I was able to crack the window and have a nice cool morning breeze play upon my face.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, about thirty minutes into the trip I started getting hot. Cracked open the window wider. Then I started feeling weak in my legs and my hearing and sight started getting muffled and I knew something was wrong. Very quickly it got worse and worse and as I looked around for a place to sit, realizing there were people everywhere and I had nowhere to go, I got a little worried. I started shaking my previously locked legs out to get the blood moving more and hopped from one foot to the other, but it wasn't working so as it got worse and I got weaker and weaker and my legs started giving out, I finally just slumped down on the floor in my tiny standing place behind the chair. I wasn't totally out of it, and looking over to my right and through legs of people, realized that the bus door was open. I quickly grabbed my bag and said loudly "Wo yao xia che! xia che!" and pushed through people until I got out into the fresh air, made my way over to the side of the road, and plopped down in the dirt and bushes until I felt better, could hear and see again, stopped sweating, all that good stuff. I sat there (amidst strange looks from passerbys) until I was good and then hopped on the next less-packed bus going the same way and finally made it to class, only 5 minutes late. you banfa.
*Tune in next time for a comedic video clip of my mom riding the bus!
or a pain:
Today is Saturday and the first day of the week-long Chinese National holiday, meaning streets, buses, trains, stores, etc are packed, furthermore, schools and offices are still in session on Saturday to compensate for the loss of next week. In short, meaning I had to go to school today, on a Saturday.
Weekends are already especially busy and crowded, and as I walked to the bus stop I realized this would be no exception. I waited for my bus (bus #810: red, shiny, new) and piled with the other people waiting on to the already packed bus. I made my way to the back, because as any smart person knows, you have two choices: #1 standy by a kid until he gets off at the next stop, or #2 find a seat in the back. If you find a seat in the back, you will never feel obligated to give up your seat to any "lao, ruo, bing, huan,yun, huo bao xiaohai de qingke." Alas, all the seats in the back were taken too and all the kids already had grownups hovering over their seats, so I found a nice little standing place on the left behind the last row of single chairs. I put my backpack on the floor between my legs and squeezed in. It was a good little spot, maybe a foot wide between the chair in front and the back barrier I could lean on in back. This spot:
No one was really touching me and I was able to crack the window and have a nice cool morning breeze play upon my face.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, about thirty minutes into the trip I started getting hot. Cracked open the window wider. Then I started feeling weak in my legs and my hearing and sight started getting muffled and I knew something was wrong. Very quickly it got worse and worse and as I looked around for a place to sit, realizing there were people everywhere and I had nowhere to go, I got a little worried. I started shaking my previously locked legs out to get the blood moving more and hopped from one foot to the other, but it wasn't working so as it got worse and I got weaker and weaker and my legs started giving out, I finally just slumped down on the floor in my tiny standing place behind the chair. I wasn't totally out of it, and looking over to my right and through legs of people, realized that the bus door was open. I quickly grabbed my bag and said loudly "Wo yao xia che! xia che!" and pushed through people until I got out into the fresh air, made my way over to the side of the road, and plopped down in the dirt and bushes until I felt better, could hear and see again, stopped sweating, all that good stuff. I sat there (amidst strange looks from passerbys) until I was good and then hopped on the next less-packed bus going the same way and finally made it to class, only 5 minutes late. you banfa.
*Tune in next time for a comedic video clip of my mom riding the bus!
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