Workin' hard in the PRC!
Trip Start Jun 01, 2011
110Trip End Jul 01, 2017
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So I test drove a massive fast looking electric scooter today. Turns out to be another slow moving child's toy which I don't want nor want to protect from theft. Looks like me and lil winky the folding bike are going to be best friends for a while, at least until I can find a flying pigeon.
All the places near campus were Chinese food places, most without pictures so I didn't have breakfast or lunch, I did eat a half of a small watermelon on the grounds of some unknown university that I thought was Zhejiang Sci-Tech. Something about the entrance didn't sit right with me while I was eating my melon in the campus shade
The meeting was mainly an introductory, I got to meet my teachers aide, seems like a nice enough fellow, I was also assigned a student helper. My first question was about where to find Western (or Indian) food, their answer was "Hangzhou", which is a two hour round trip depending on what scary-assed form of transportation you were willing to take. The bus is a better choice than a taxi for safety and cost reasons. I am still dreaming about the subway line HZ is building to Xiasha, but that won't happen for a few more months
Sat on my front porch to smoke a Havana (yeah, nice to celebrate the 90th anniversary of Communism by smoking a real Havana cigar from Cuba.) God it is heaven here!
While enjoying my Havana, I heard the distinct voice of a fellow Southerner yelling to her husband on the phone
Today is now Saturday 9-03-11: Didn't leave the house until Noon, next door neighbor wanted to get a bike like mine, so we went to the bike shop. While they were getting her bike ready I went to the shop next door for some good ole' noodles and celery with a leg of chicken, that I'm always talking about. Actually, they was pretty good (minus-the long boiled celery stalks) the noodles were home made and the chicken leg had some flavor for a change. Not bad for $1.50 and it was more than I could finish. Afterwards I took the neighbor on a very long bike ride (I got lost really), but we discovered a bayou with a granite path meandering along it, can't believe not a single person was around a place as beautiful as this. Even made it out to the country and saw some corn fields and stuff. We did find our destination which was a large open air mall with third world looking butcher shops, fish venders, turtle vendors, and lots of veggies and seaweed and stuff
9 Pm now, and still haven't eaten the Peking Duck. I will be eating her soon but I want to be really hungry when I mao down on that yummy chit! It's just sitting in my fridge all alone, covered in chopped onions, garlic, and some like of Chinese duck sauce, just calling to me to put it in the microwave. I might wait and have it for breakfast since it's pure protein. I did pay 5 bucks for it, so its a special meal. Xiasha is really a cheap place to live compared to the main city of HZ. Here an excellent cup of americano is a mere 80 pennys, in HZ it;s about 3 bucks. Only an hour away but a much nicer, and slower pace of life here. It would be fast paced by American standards, but slow for Chinese standards. I can;t believe the lovely 3 mile long fully landscaped bayou with granite sidewalks with polished curbs, and not an F-ing soul around to enjoy it but me. Nope, Chinese want to be working, eating, shopping, studying, anything but wasting time in a beautiful space such as that. Hell, seems like we need to import some Mexicans over here, they love taking their families to parks and stuff.
After many days of only seeing Chinese people walking the sidewalks, I saw two big African students walking toward me the opposite direction, but there were many other people going all directions on various forms of transportation. I did manage to extend a hand to slap one of them a "Five", but I almost wrecked afterward, paying more attention to the slap than the idiots writhing about in front of me. They were equally as happy to see me as well. I'm sure we will meet again since 7 feet tall black dudes and giant white monsters should easily recognize each other in a city such as this.
Ok, back to the present time of Midnight: I managed to get half a duck down, pity they use so much salt and chop the entire thing up in bits and slivers. Next time I will ask them not to cut it. I want a whole leg, not bits and bone splinters in my leg. But the Chinese prefer not to waste anything. They eat the bones and all. I do admire this.
Managed to practice the Buescher Signet for 30 minutes. It's Saturday night but I stopped before ten PM. I can play very softly with this horn, which is necessary in a crowded cement apartment where sound carries through the stone. I am getting to know and love this sax, much easier to control than the great jazz horn I left at home. My skills are quickly returning but I still have far to go before I can perform. I hope to start playing with others after winter break if not sooner.
Very cool weather in the Shanghai area, 70's all evening and I sat on the porch smoking another Commie cigar, listing to the children play 5 floors down while watching the fog roll in from the not so distant sea. This is the time I love. Night! I never go out at night much but love to sit at home and think. I also write, study, internet research, and cook. My mind will think of a myriad of concepts and ideas at this time. I will go through all the experiences of the day and try to make sense of it all somehow. Generally I'll play some "Lady Day" and "John Coltrane", even going down to Elton John and most recently the band known as "Cake". Just thinkin' and jammin' puts me in my happy place. Now after half a duck and a shot of :Biajou" time for a happy sleep. Tomorrow I have to go to Hangzhou (Hong jo is the way the Chinese say the name of the city). Peace to you all.