Some of you may already know this, but I'm just going to get it out there that I'm terrified of driving. Ok, so that's an exaggeration, but I would never say that Wild Bill's feelings for USU basketball are an appropriate comparison to my feelings about driving... by any stretch. Go Aggies.
That being said, the way the Chinese drive is enough to make me want to permanently give up driving.
They drive absolutely nuts. When we went to ChangSha, the taxi driver literally drove the wrong way to get off the highway. The painted arrow was pointing one way, and we were driving the opposite way. They drive on sidewalk, and they all drive however is most efficient and effective for them, regardless of laws. They also honk constantly to alert other drivers and bikers of their lawless presence, which America could actually learn from (except maybe the lawless part).
The other day, my friend Richard drove my roommates and I to a new store downtown. As he got on the ramp to the freeway, he remembered he needed gas. So he took the logical steps to rectify that situation.
> Backed up off the ramp
> Onto the roundabout
> Did a three point turnabout - still on the roundabout, mind you
> Drove against traffic in the roundabout and
> Got off the right exit to go to the gas station.
What.
We freaked and told him this kind of thing would never EVER happen in America.
He responded with, "In China this happen. I'm Chinese, so I do this."
Alright, Richard, alright.
Hello Kitty car! I've seen 4 now and counting.
Only the upper middle class and above can afford cars here in China. As a result, everyone has nice, new, shiny cars, (or little baby tricycle smart cars ^^) and there's not really a market for second hand cars. Everyone who can't afford a car has a motorcycle or a motorbike. There are TONS of motorbikes everywhere. Or if they can't afford either, they drive golf carts....
The Cop Cart
Unfortunately, the motorcycles don't have much room for cargo space....yeaaah. (I know I already posted this picture- I just had to post again, because it's that great. I just had to.)
xoxo,
Justine
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Monday, October 15, 2012
I went to the beach
Today 6 families of the kids that I teach took a few of the teachers to visit the beach in Zhuhai (pronounced ju-hai) and to eat lunch. It was lovely. We visited a nature park first:
Here's the whole group
Gathering mollusks. Or something like that.
I don't remember this boy's name, but Oh my.
This is Marcos. He's adorable beyond words.
Jun, Marcos' older brother, blowing bubbles. LOOK at his adorable mom.
Jun and Jophy- two of the kids I teach.
Jamie and I looovved the fresh shrimp and crab.
Lindsay ate rice.
The beach!
More bubbles!!
Ahahahahahaha Jophy's face.
I was fully creeping on Marcos and his nanny, Mimi.
Dying. Dyyying. Sooo cute.
Here's the whole group
Gathering mollusks. Or something like that.
I don't remember this boy's name, but Oh my.
This is Marcos. He's adorable beyond words.
Jun, Marcos' older brother, blowing bubbles. LOOK at his adorable mom.
Jun and Jophy- two of the kids I teach.
Jamie and I looovved the fresh shrimp and crab.
Lindsay ate rice.
The beach!
More bubbles!!
Ahahahahahaha Jophy's face.
I was fully creeping on Marcos and his nanny, Mimi.
Dying. Dyyying. Sooo cute.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Friday, October 12, 2012
A Day in the Life of Justine
Hi, here's a summary of my day today:
Martin really really wanted the pink headband. So we let him have it.
Driving home from school today, and all 15 English teachers on the bus have a royal freak out about this guy. Fresh bacon mmmmm.
Later that day, I was calmly enjoying my cranberry yoghurt smoothie with boba when this guy showed up.
He didn't speak any English, and I don't think he understood me when I tried to tell him what my name was in Chinese the first of the five times I told him, let alone the fifth.
Proving that actions speak louder than words, we are now best friends for life after this little performance.
Only in China.
xoxo, Justine
Martin really really wanted the pink headband. So we let him have it.
Driving home from school today, and all 15 English teachers on the bus have a royal freak out about this guy. Fresh bacon mmmmm.
Later that day, I was calmly enjoying my cranberry yoghurt smoothie with boba when this guy showed up.
He didn't speak any English, and I don't think he understood me when I tried to tell him what my name was in Chinese the first of the five times I told him, let alone the fifth.
Proving that actions speak louder than words, we are now best friends for life after this little performance.
xoxo, Justine
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Beijing
So I slept on the floor of a train for thirteen hours.
That is where we slept.
This is how much we bought in Beijing....
We came with an empty laundromat bag and left with it quite full.
I <3 China.
xoxo, Justine
That is where we slept.
This is how much we bought in Beijing....
We came with an empty laundromat bag and left with it quite full.
I <3 China.
xoxo, Justine
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