I wish that there was such a thing as smell-o-vision because I’d love to share the smells of Shanghai with all of you.
Today I went out on a morning run and was impressed once again with all the different smells. They seem to change with each block.
Initially as I step out of the hotel I am hit with the typical smell of Shanghai; its one of mixed pollution (cars, busses, industry). Plus, at times it feels like even the heat can take on a smell.
I start off on my run – moving slowly along the streets. Within the first ½ mile I encounter an area with multiple food stands. The smells of these can truly make your stomach turn as you consider how unhealthy the food must be. Grease and cooking oil hang in air.
From there I continue straight and eventually come to a T in the road. I turn right at this point; in front of a big blue wall. I believe behind it is a river or some water source. The smell of stagnant polluted water greats me as I take the turn.
I continue my run and on a frequent basis am accosted by the smell of sewage seeping out into the city air from behind man-hole covers. As I cover more ground the neighborhoods begin to change; it appears that the average income decreases with every intersection I pass. By now my turn around point is fast approaching.
On these last few blocks, depending on the morning I may also get to smell feces. I assume that “pooper scooper” laws are not common here. Mixed in with the dogs, at this time in the morning you can even catch folks using the sidewalk as their restroom.
After smelling all of this I reach my turnaround point; 1.5 miles from the hotel. I swing around at the corner and cover the same route and all of the same smells on the way back to the hotel. Another 3 mile run completed.
With my run completed I sit outside in front of the hotel recognizing that at this point I myself am adding to the unique smells of Shanghai. I am contributing the sweaty, post workout smell to the mix.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
It’s an iPod world
Last night I joined the iPod craze. I actually opted to purchase a legitimate iPod versus a knockoff. If I run into issues I want the some peace of mind of knowing that it is backed by Apple. I purchased my iPod at Best Buy here in Shanghai. Even while in Shanghai I try to support MN companies J Trust me if Target was here I’d be doing the same.
The Best Buy is located in area that I think is the Times Square of Shanghai. Like Times Square in New York it is a hub of activity, multiple street intersect as well there is a large subway station right under the intersection. To cross this massive expanse of interesting roads you either have to go down into the subway station or use a series of elevated walkways or BOTH! To put it in perspective the subway station has FOURTEEN different exit points.
While I was in this area it truly felt like over a million people had easily passed by me. I don’t mind city living, but this area is a bit too busy for me.
Before I could leave this area I had plans to have dinner. I met up with two Expats – Ed (from my office) and Sunil (an employee with IR – Bobcat’s former parent Co). We headed to an Italian restaurant. I had pasta for the first time since arriving in Shanghai. I ate it ALL! I’m not sure if I ate it because it was really good, or because it reminded me of home and some of my favorite comfort foods.
The Best Buy is located in area that I think is the Times Square of Shanghai. Like Times Square in New York it is a hub of activity, multiple street intersect as well there is a large subway station right under the intersection. To cross this massive expanse of interesting roads you either have to go down into the subway station or use a series of elevated walkways or BOTH! To put it in perspective the subway station has FOURTEEN different exit points.
While I was in this area it truly felt like over a million people had easily passed by me. I don’t mind city living, but this area is a bit too busy for me.
Before I could leave this area I had plans to have dinner. I met up with two Expats – Ed (from my office) and Sunil (an employee with IR – Bobcat’s former parent Co). We headed to an Italian restaurant. I had pasta for the first time since arriving in Shanghai. I ate it ALL! I’m not sure if I ate it because it was really good, or because it reminded me of home and some of my favorite comfort foods.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Put a Lighter To It!
I had an adventure this weekend that I forgot to mention. On Sunday, I met up with my neighbor after my Chinese lesson. Together we headed to the Black Market. He had been there before; for me it was my maiden voyage.
What an experience. It was simply overwhelming. The market seemed to go on and on. The hallways between shops were narrow and seemed to twists and turn causing you to get lost and spend more time in the market.
It wasn’t until we had walked around for a few minutes that Pat said “I should have told you to make a list.” I immediately started thinking of things in my head that I wanted.
1) Pair of Crocs
2) New Wallet
3) DVDs
The process of bartering with the shop owners was aggravating, interesting, and fun and at times caused you to laugh out loud. I was amazed at the lines they used “For you, special price.” Or “I give you friend’s price.” Or “you tell me your best price.”
Their selling techniques were also impressive. I was on the hunt for a wallet/small clutch with a wrist strap. I had brought one from home and until that weekend it was one of the best things I had brought with me. The day before I went to the market the wrist strap had broken….guess that’s what you get for a $10 item from Target. (However, I still like it so am trying to find a way to fix it.)
In the meantime I needed an alternative. I had brought along my broken clutch to show the folks what I wanted. At one store I think the worker pulled out 5 different options. One was this hideous read Channel clutch. Ok, it wouldn’t have been bad if it was in black. I asked for black but no luck. The women though wouldn’t give up trying to push the red saying bright colors were great, more fashionable. I moved on, opting not to settle.
At the next store a man pulled out a black Louise Vitton (? Spelling) wallet with a wrist strap. Hmmmm this had potential. I think he saw the look in my eye because he took out a lighter and put it up the wallet saying proudly “Look its real leather!”
We actually were out of his store and halfway down the hall and the bartering was still going on. I got what I wanted though at a price I thought was fair.
Here are how my purchases stacked up
Asking Price Final (Negotiated) Price
Crocs 100rmb 50rmb
Wallet 280rmb 110rmb
DVDs (qty of 10) -- 100rmb*
*here we just told him our price and he accepted, meaning we probably could have gone lower.
What an experience. It was simply overwhelming. The market seemed to go on and on. The hallways between shops were narrow and seemed to twists and turn causing you to get lost and spend more time in the market.
It wasn’t until we had walked around for a few minutes that Pat said “I should have told you to make a list.” I immediately started thinking of things in my head that I wanted.
1) Pair of Crocs
2) New Wallet
3) DVDs
The process of bartering with the shop owners was aggravating, interesting, and fun and at times caused you to laugh out loud. I was amazed at the lines they used “For you, special price.” Or “I give you friend’s price.” Or “you tell me your best price.”
Their selling techniques were also impressive. I was on the hunt for a wallet/small clutch with a wrist strap. I had brought one from home and until that weekend it was one of the best things I had brought with me. The day before I went to the market the wrist strap had broken….guess that’s what you get for a $10 item from Target. (However, I still like it so am trying to find a way to fix it.)
In the meantime I needed an alternative. I had brought along my broken clutch to show the folks what I wanted. At one store I think the worker pulled out 5 different options. One was this hideous read Channel clutch. Ok, it wouldn’t have been bad if it was in black. I asked for black but no luck. The women though wouldn’t give up trying to push the red saying bright colors were great, more fashionable. I moved on, opting not to settle.
At the next store a man pulled out a black Louise Vitton (? Spelling) wallet with a wrist strap. Hmmmm this had potential. I think he saw the look in my eye because he took out a lighter and put it up the wallet saying proudly “Look its real leather!”
We actually were out of his store and halfway down the hall and the bartering was still going on. I got what I wanted though at a price I thought was fair.
Here are how my purchases stacked up
Asking Price Final (Negotiated) Price
Crocs 100rmb 50rmb
Wallet 280rmb 110rmb
DVDs (qty of 10) -- 100rmb*
*here we just told him our price and he accepted, meaning we probably could have gone lower.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Chinese Insanity
I believe it was Einstein, or some other smart person that said the definitions of insanity was “doing the same thing and expecting different results.” I think this is a wise saying but I’d add another definition as well. “Doing something that was hard in the US and assuming it would be at least equal or better in China.”
I am not a natural born runner. In fact one of my more traumatic childhood memories is of my brother quacking like a duck while I ran to first base during a softball practice. I thought it was rather rude (although accurate) of him considering he was one of the coaches.
I know I run and walk like a duck. It’s not my fault that I inherited the Renshaw walk and that my feet turn out. I blame genetics. I’ve never let my genetics though stop me from trying to do things. So this past year I worked hard to teach myself to at least be a decent runner. Despite a hip injury I realized I could handle runs around 5-8 miles, although I wouldn’t call my running fun. I even can say I finished a half marathon.
This morning at 6:00am I headed out with my neighbor Pat for a run. I need to mention that Pat reminds me a lot of my cousin Cheryl because he is into fitness BIG TIME. He is actually training for the Chicago Marathon and hopes to qualify for the Boston Marathon. To do this he has to run 26.1 miles in 3hrs and 50 minutes. That is fast.
Pat agreed to run at my pace – bless his heart, I don’t think he realized that my best pace is an 11 minute mile. Compare this to his average of 8-9 minutes.
About ¾ of a mile into the run I thought I was going to die. I looked at my heart rate monitor and was shocked. My heart rate was extremely high (185). The morning heat and humidity was taking a toll. No wonder I was thinking about death my heart was threatening to beat right out of my chest. At this point I told Pat to run on ahead as I know I was slowing him down BIG TIME. I also had to focus on trying to control my heart rate – this was a struggle. I couldn’t keep it consistently within my ideal range of 151-171.
43 minutes later I finished 3 miles. Basically my pace averaged out to a fast walk or a really slow jog.
What was I thinking when I thought running here wouldn’t be that bad? At least tomorrow when I head out I’ll know what to expect.
Note: To put this in perspective as I write this at 9:00 am the temp is 88 with 70% humidity and weather.com tells me it feels like 99. I’m sure at 6:00am it was only a few degrees off of this.
I am not a natural born runner. In fact one of my more traumatic childhood memories is of my brother quacking like a duck while I ran to first base during a softball practice. I thought it was rather rude (although accurate) of him considering he was one of the coaches.
I know I run and walk like a duck. It’s not my fault that I inherited the Renshaw walk and that my feet turn out. I blame genetics. I’ve never let my genetics though stop me from trying to do things. So this past year I worked hard to teach myself to at least be a decent runner. Despite a hip injury I realized I could handle runs around 5-8 miles, although I wouldn’t call my running fun. I even can say I finished a half marathon.
This morning at 6:00am I headed out with my neighbor Pat for a run. I need to mention that Pat reminds me a lot of my cousin Cheryl because he is into fitness BIG TIME. He is actually training for the Chicago Marathon and hopes to qualify for the Boston Marathon. To do this he has to run 26.1 miles in 3hrs and 50 minutes. That is fast.
Pat agreed to run at my pace – bless his heart, I don’t think he realized that my best pace is an 11 minute mile. Compare this to his average of 8-9 minutes.
About ¾ of a mile into the run I thought I was going to die. I looked at my heart rate monitor and was shocked. My heart rate was extremely high (185). The morning heat and humidity was taking a toll. No wonder I was thinking about death my heart was threatening to beat right out of my chest. At this point I told Pat to run on ahead as I know I was slowing him down BIG TIME. I also had to focus on trying to control my heart rate – this was a struggle. I couldn’t keep it consistently within my ideal range of 151-171.
43 minutes later I finished 3 miles. Basically my pace averaged out to a fast walk or a really slow jog.
What was I thinking when I thought running here wouldn’t be that bad? At least tomorrow when I head out I’ll know what to expect.
Note: To put this in perspective as I write this at 9:00 am the temp is 88 with 70% humidity and weather.com tells me it feels like 99. I’m sure at 6:00am it was only a few degrees off of this.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Simple Pleasures: Neighbors, PB&J, Fried Egg Sandwiches
It’s helpful at times just to focus on the simple things here in Shanghai. For example:
1. Its not monsoon season
2. I didn’t get hit by a car when playing Frogger to cross the street
3. I actually felt a breeze this morning when walking down the road
4. I can see a patch of blue sky through the haze of pollution
Today I have enjoyed three new simple pleasures.
Simple Pleasure #1:
Immediately when you see another Caucasian individual who may be American or European in Shanghai I feel an urge to talk to them. I relate it for a need for a connection at a minimum someone who understands lines like “a horse apiece.”
I was at the hotel gym earlier this week and saw another expatriate. Immediately I thought “Hmmm could be someone to talk with.” When at the gym though, I hate bothering others when they are working out. So I pushed the thought aside and simply got down to work. The next day I saw the same expatriate. Two days in a row. At this point I had to introduce myself.
The expat’s name is Pat and he is from Detroit. I asked how long he was in Shanghai. I figured his response would be something like “A week or two.” Boy was I wrong.
Like me he is hear on a 6 month assignment. In a small world way our office are located within the same complex (tower A for him and tower B for me), plus we both arrived right at the start of July.
In the US it takes time to make friends. As an adult it becomes even harder to make friends as your circle of connections can sometime be limited just too fellow colleagues. Adults aren't as likely to have extracurriculars - like soccer or debate or fraternities/sorrorities - that makes it easier to meet new people. This is especially true for me as I have moved 5 times in the past 5 years.
It doesn’t work like that here in Shanghai. Things happen quickly. Two workouts later and one trip to Carrefour I knew I had a great neighbor and a friend that would be willing to have a few Shanghai adventures.
Simple Pleasure #2
At Carrefour today I bought many things. However, the highlight of my purchases was a lemon colored toaster. Oh yes, I can now have a decent breakfast. Immediately upon getting home I plugged it in and cracked out my peanut butter and jelly. YUMMY!
Simple Pleasure #3
I had another Chinese lesson today and it went well. We learned all about the words for different foods. I can say things like “I don’t eat fish.” “Is it deep fried or steamed?” “Does it have MSG?”
Sayings like these will be very useful as eating at Chinese restaurants can be challenging; specially, if you are at ALL trying to watch your diet. Which for me is the case as I’d like to take off the lbs I put on when on the road for Bobcat.
All the talk of food made me so hungry. As soon as I was done with my class I hurried through a cardio session at the gym so that I could make dinner. I made fried egg sandwiches (open faced). I not only got to use my toaster again but I tried eggs for the first time in China.
My dinner was good, although the result was not the same as the egg sandwiches my dad makes for me. I swear he has some special technique. If not, I think they just taste better when he makes them because they take me back to childhood and memories of my mom.
Yep, I like simple pleasures – even in China!
1. Its not monsoon season
2. I didn’t get hit by a car when playing Frogger to cross the street
3. I actually felt a breeze this morning when walking down the road
4. I can see a patch of blue sky through the haze of pollution
Today I have enjoyed three new simple pleasures.
Simple Pleasure #1:
Immediately when you see another Caucasian individual who may be American or European in Shanghai I feel an urge to talk to them. I relate it for a need for a connection at a minimum someone who understands lines like “a horse apiece.”
I was at the hotel gym earlier this week and saw another expatriate. Immediately I thought “Hmmm could be someone to talk with.” When at the gym though, I hate bothering others when they are working out. So I pushed the thought aside and simply got down to work. The next day I saw the same expatriate. Two days in a row. At this point I had to introduce myself.
The expat’s name is Pat and he is from Detroit. I asked how long he was in Shanghai. I figured his response would be something like “A week or two.” Boy was I wrong.
Like me he is hear on a 6 month assignment. In a small world way our office are located within the same complex (tower A for him and tower B for me), plus we both arrived right at the start of July.
In the US it takes time to make friends. As an adult it becomes even harder to make friends as your circle of connections can sometime be limited just too fellow colleagues. Adults aren't as likely to have extracurriculars - like soccer or debate or fraternities/sorrorities - that makes it easier to meet new people. This is especially true for me as I have moved 5 times in the past 5 years.
It doesn’t work like that here in Shanghai. Things happen quickly. Two workouts later and one trip to Carrefour I knew I had a great neighbor and a friend that would be willing to have a few Shanghai adventures.
Simple Pleasure #2
At Carrefour today I bought many things. However, the highlight of my purchases was a lemon colored toaster. Oh yes, I can now have a decent breakfast. Immediately upon getting home I plugged it in and cracked out my peanut butter and jelly. YUMMY!
Simple Pleasure #3
I had another Chinese lesson today and it went well. We learned all about the words for different foods. I can say things like “I don’t eat fish.” “Is it deep fried or steamed?” “Does it have MSG?”
Sayings like these will be very useful as eating at Chinese restaurants can be challenging; specially, if you are at ALL trying to watch your diet. Which for me is the case as I’d like to take off the lbs I put on when on the road for Bobcat.
All the talk of food made me so hungry. As soon as I was done with my class I hurried through a cardio session at the gym so that I could make dinner. I made fried egg sandwiches (open faced). I not only got to use my toaster again but I tried eggs for the first time in China.
My dinner was good, although the result was not the same as the egg sandwiches my dad makes for me. I swear he has some special technique. If not, I think they just taste better when he makes them because they take me back to childhood and memories of my mom.
Yep, I like simple pleasures – even in China!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Salad – I need Salad
I know I just posted but I had to get this one down as the experience just happened. I am really struggling to get in my 5 servings of fruits and vegetables per day. At the grocery store the fruit and vegetables simply lack appeal as most are very ripe and close to going bad (by US standards). Who wants to buy a bunch of bananas if you need to eat them all in 1.5 days for fear of them going bad? I hate mushy bananas. The only thing they are good for is making bread, but I can't do that as I don't have an oven.
I’ve also been advised to use caution with these items. I’m supposed to follow the rule if you can’t peel it, boil it don’t eat it. I’m not adhering 100% to this but I am being cautious.
Today I decided I’d opt to order a salad in for lunch. What a mistake! I ordered a plain Caesar salad from a “western” restaurant. The lettuce felt warm in my mouth and was very wilted and turning brown. The dressing was ok. I had hoped they would have supplement the salad with a few tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. Instead it had pieces of hard boiled egg. I searched out the pieces of egg and ate those. I threw the rest away and headed to the lunch room to pop some microwave popcorn.
People cautioned that when in Shanghai I’d really crave meat – a decent steak, burger or chicken breast. I haven’t hit that point yet. I would give my left arm though for a decent salad.
Mmmmm, Cucumbers, field greens, carrots, tomatoes, balsamic vinaigrette or how about a salad that is not really good for you but tastes great - like a cob salad or a blue cheese wedge salad.
P.S. Dad I love that you are reading my blog and posting comments!
I’ve also been advised to use caution with these items. I’m supposed to follow the rule if you can’t peel it, boil it don’t eat it. I’m not adhering 100% to this but I am being cautious.
Today I decided I’d opt to order a salad in for lunch. What a mistake! I ordered a plain Caesar salad from a “western” restaurant. The lettuce felt warm in my mouth and was very wilted and turning brown. The dressing was ok. I had hoped they would have supplement the salad with a few tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. Instead it had pieces of hard boiled egg. I searched out the pieces of egg and ate those. I threw the rest away and headed to the lunch room to pop some microwave popcorn.
People cautioned that when in Shanghai I’d really crave meat – a decent steak, burger or chicken breast. I haven’t hit that point yet. I would give my left arm though for a decent salad.
Mmmmm, Cucumbers, field greens, carrots, tomatoes, balsamic vinaigrette or how about a salad that is not really good for you but tastes great - like a cob salad or a blue cheese wedge salad.
P.S. Dad I love that you are reading my blog and posting comments!
The Human Touch
In college I studied in St Petersburg, Russia for 6 months. About 2-3 weeks into my stay I was informed by the college I was attending that in order to stay in Russia I had to have an HIV test. Another American was in my class so he and I went off to have adventure together. We made a pact that if we felt the hospital or needles were not clean, safe, etc we’d leave. Thankfully the facility was just fine and so were our results.
To celebrate our successful adventure we headed out to lunch. Over Chicken Kiev he asked me what I missed most about home. My answer came quickly and it surprised even me. I simple said “The human touch.”
My family is not overly touchy feely but we do give hugs, pats on the backs, share kind words, etc. Also at the time my niece was just going on two years and she was all about cuddling. When you are alone in a foreign country there is no way to duplicate this type of a connection.
My classmate couldn’t identify with what I was saying; he just stared at me with a confused look. I later learned that his family not that expressive. They were not into giving compliments, hugs, etc.
Flash Forward…..6 years later I find myself in Shanghai and struggling with the same feelings.
I’m thankful for the fact that I had a study abroad experience in college as all of the emotions I am experiencing in some ways feel familiar. I just have to search back in my memory for the coping methods related to physical touch I used while in St Pete.
One tool that is helpful – that I didn’t have back then – is the ability to do video conference calls via the internet. I’ve been able to connect with Rick and my sister is looking into one for her house. I think my niece and nephew would like it.
To celebrate our successful adventure we headed out to lunch. Over Chicken Kiev he asked me what I missed most about home. My answer came quickly and it surprised even me. I simple said “The human touch.”
My family is not overly touchy feely but we do give hugs, pats on the backs, share kind words, etc. Also at the time my niece was just going on two years and she was all about cuddling. When you are alone in a foreign country there is no way to duplicate this type of a connection.
My classmate couldn’t identify with what I was saying; he just stared at me with a confused look. I later learned that his family not that expressive. They were not into giving compliments, hugs, etc.
Flash Forward…..6 years later I find myself in Shanghai and struggling with the same feelings.
I’m thankful for the fact that I had a study abroad experience in college as all of the emotions I am experiencing in some ways feel familiar. I just have to search back in my memory for the coping methods related to physical touch I used while in St Pete.
One tool that is helpful – that I didn’t have back then – is the ability to do video conference calls via the internet. I’ve been able to connect with Rick and my sister is looking into one for her house. I think my niece and nephew would like it.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
HOLY S***
As I left the office today I debated about taking a taxi home. It was just so hot out. I had plans to work out at the hotel gym so I figured I’d be okay from an activity standpoint. However, waving down a taxi in rush hour can take some time.
I convinced myself to walk, figuring “it’d make me stronger – put hair on my chest” (I thank my dad for that saying). So I put my backpack on and headed off. Within 20 yards I was sweating profusely.
As I continued on my way I began to debate the pros and cons of taking a taxi on the way home.
Pro – I wouldn’t sweat….oh wait I mean glisten. Women are supposed to sweat*.
Con – In waiting for a taxi during rush hour I could sweat just as much as I would on a 25 minute walk home.
Pro – I wouldn’t get as many strange looks from fellow pedestrians. I’d likely only get one from the taxi driver.
Con – It would require me to spend another 11rmb in transportation cost making my total cost per day 22rmb.
Pro – I’ve spent 22rmb ($3 aprox) in more frivolous ways ….think of all the drinks I’ve bought at the Lodge back in Chicago.
Pro – Taxis here are typically air-conditioned
Con – By not walking I’d miss the health benefits. Walking is good for my health
Pro- I’d have more protection from cars, motorbikes in a taxi cab all of which are Volkswagons so I’m sure are fairly safe. I am sick of playing dodge the moving objects when crossing the street when I “supposedly” have the right of way.
Just as that lost Pro came to mind, within 200 feet of my hotel, I let out a scream as a moped nearly collided with a woman. The collision was literally two feet in front of me. If the driver of the moped had swerved a bit more I would have been taken out!
Holy S***, if that’s not a sign I don’t know what would be. I am taxi bound!
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*Special Note: I’m thinking I need to chance my stance on glistening because there are days when it comes poring off my face just when I'm walking at a leisurely pace or standing at a corner (not moving) waiting for a light to change.
I convinced myself to walk, figuring “it’d make me stronger – put hair on my chest” (I thank my dad for that saying). So I put my backpack on and headed off. Within 20 yards I was sweating profusely.
As I continued on my way I began to debate the pros and cons of taking a taxi on the way home.
Pro – I wouldn’t sweat….oh wait I mean glisten. Women are supposed to sweat*.
Con – In waiting for a taxi during rush hour I could sweat just as much as I would on a 25 minute walk home.
Pro – I wouldn’t get as many strange looks from fellow pedestrians. I’d likely only get one from the taxi driver.
Con – It would require me to spend another 11rmb in transportation cost making my total cost per day 22rmb.
Pro – I’ve spent 22rmb ($3 aprox) in more frivolous ways ….think of all the drinks I’ve bought at the Lodge back in Chicago.
Pro – Taxis here are typically air-conditioned
Con – By not walking I’d miss the health benefits. Walking is good for my health
Pro- I’d have more protection from cars, motorbikes in a taxi cab all of which are Volkswagons so I’m sure are fairly safe. I am sick of playing dodge the moving objects when crossing the street when I “supposedly” have the right of way.
Just as that lost Pro came to mind, within 200 feet of my hotel, I let out a scream as a moped nearly collided with a woman. The collision was literally two feet in front of me. If the driver of the moped had swerved a bit more I would have been taken out!
Holy S***, if that’s not a sign I don’t know what would be. I am taxi bound!
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*Special Note: I’m thinking I need to chance my stance on glistening because there are days when it comes poring off my face just when I'm walking at a leisurely pace or standing at a corner (not moving) waiting for a light to change.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Hong Kong: 3 Days, 2 Nights
Due to the type of Chinese Visa I have I am required to leave China every 30 days. Crazy to think but the 30 day mark is not that far away. I just booked my first trip out of Shanghai. On August 2 I’ll be flying to Hong Kong for a long weekend.
I’ve already started to search online for things I should do. I’m planning to at least take a tour of the harbour at night and likely will jump on a bus tour for half a day.
I’m excited for this adventure but it’d be great if I had someone traveling with me.
I’ve already started to search online for things I should do. I’m planning to at least take a tour of the harbour at night and likely will jump on a bus tour for half a day.
I’m excited for this adventure but it’d be great if I had someone traveling with me.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
I Mandarin
This weekend I started Mandarin lessons through a company called I Mandarin. The class is from 1-4pm every Sat and Sunday. It runs through the middle of September. In total the class will allow me 50 hrs of training. I also purchased an additional 40 hours of private lessons to be used after that.
The first two days of the class were hard. Our two days focused on learning the basics of ping yin (the writing of Chinese in roman letters). I thought it’d be easy to grasp but it’s challenging to train your brain to remember that an “X”, “Q” “J” (etc.) in ping yin sounds different than it does in English.
I’m hopeful that in time it will get better and that I’ll have a chance to put my learning to practical use.
The first two days of the class were hard. Our two days focused on learning the basics of ping yin (the writing of Chinese in roman letters). I thought it’d be easy to grasp but it’s challenging to train your brain to remember that an “X”, “Q” “J” (etc.) in ping yin sounds different than it does in English.
I’m hopeful that in time it will get better and that I’ll have a chance to put my learning to practical use.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
A typhoon and another culinary experience!
Tonight I met up with Ed (an expat from my office) for dinner. We headed to an area of Shanghai known as the French Concession. We had a choice of restaurants to pick from. However, we were a bit concerned as the rainy weather likely meant the restaurrants were going to be packed and we did not have a reservation.
Thankfully our first pick had room. We had dinner at a Cambodian restaurant. Immediately I thought of my friend Angela; she is the only person I know of Cambodian descent. (Hi to Angela -- See I am thinking of you while I am here!)
Following the tradition of sharing different plates we ordered a variety of dishes including ginger beef wrapped in rice noodles, chicken curry, a side dish of pumpkin and snow peas and a green mango and cashew salad. I enjoyed most of it but would pass on the ginger beef next time. I’m slowly realizing that I am just not a fan of ginger – especially in large (overpowering) amounts.
Ed also introduced me to a new drink. Havana Club Rum and Diet Coke – YUM! For all those who like Captain Morgan I’d vouch that you’d also like Havana Club. This rum is from Cuba so can not be found in the US. Aside from tasting good the other nice thing is it is equal to the “bar rail” liquor so is extremely cheap.
I also experienced a bit of the ExPat night life at Zappatas; one of the few Mexican restaurants in town. It features a huge outside patio and good dance music. I can imagine it’d be a great place to waste away an eveningt. Unfortunately we could not do this due to the rain.
Oh about that rain….
We are currently getting hit by a large amount of wind and rain due to a typhoon that is in the area. Being a Midwestern girl the two severe weather systems I’m most familiar with are blizzards and tornadoes. I am also familiar with hurricanes due to Katrina and Rita
I had to actually look up the definition of a typhoon.
Definition: A typhoon is a violent cyclone that occurs in the northwest Pacific Ocean. Typhoons feature heavy rains and winds that maintain speeds equal to or greater than 74 miles (119 kilometers) per hour. Similar storms that occur in other parts of the world are called tropical cyclones or hurricanes. The word typhoon comes from the Chinese term tai-fung, meaning great wind.
Pretty much the next 24 hours could bring some interesting weather. Unfortunately. looking at the 10day forecast the rain does not bring with it a break in the warm weather. Our highs for the next ten days are all in the 90s.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Topic: Earplugs or Bed = Rock
I have been having a hard time falling asleep in my new place. Every few minutes there is a noise similar to a bus or semi-truck stopping and then taking off again. I’ve also heard a few other strange loud noises. Last night I figured out what the noise was. I came home from the office around 10pm and realized that the construction going on next to my building was still in full swing. Evidently there are not noise regulations in Shanghai – or if there are they are not enforced. Question - Does anyone know how to say earplugs in Mandarin?
Along with the noise my bed is as hard as a rock. I have created my own solutions to this problem. I am opting to pile on warm pajamas so that I can sleep on top of the comforter. The extra ¼” of padding isn’t perfect but it does make it more tolerable. At least I’m not waking up multiple times a night due to pain in my back or hips.
Along with the noise my bed is as hard as a rock. I have created my own solutions to this problem. I am opting to pile on warm pajamas so that I can sleep on top of the comforter. The extra ¼” of padding isn’t perfect but it does make it more tolerable. At least I’m not waking up multiple times a night due to pain in my back or hips.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
First Date with a Girl and Other Random Observations:
First Dates: I have never been particularly fond of first dates. It’s all the questions that bother me. You know ones like – what to do – what to wear – what to talk about – will he like me – etc. In a sense I have unfortunately found myself back in that world. No, I am not dating guys over here but I am looking for friends. Using a listing service similar to craigslist.com I have been talking to another female expat from Australia. Well tonight we met up for coffee and it felt like a first date. As I write this I wonder…will she call or email me again?
Elevated Roads: Shanghai has a series of elevated roads. These roads are approximately 2-3 stories above street level. They are similar to an interstate (I-35 through Minneapolis) but the speed limits are “supposedly” a bit lower. I find them fascinating. It’s interesting to look at the city and all of the different office buildings from this perspective.
Flash Your Lights: Drivers in Shanghai use their high beams for a variety of reasons. From my observations if a driver flashes their lights it could mean:
1) I want to signal the car in front of me to go faster
2) I want to signal that the car next to me is edging to close to me
3) I am about to switch lanes so watch out!
I was in a cab tonight for a long ride and I think the driver flashed his lights for all three reasons I explained plus probably for a few that I didn’t catch on to.
Honking: In the past year a law was passed in Shanghai that basically says while in a car you can not honk your horn – except in an emergency. My conclusion is there must be a lot of emergencies in Shanghai as I hear a lot of honking!
Eyes Shut: Two of my friends at work in ND – I refer to them as “The Saras” because both are named Sara – have often criticized my driving. They liked when I’d offer to drive to lunch however shortly after getting in my car they’d recall they didn’t like being a passenger with me driving. I know that after moving to Chicago from ND that my driving got even worse. I often tailgate, speed and even at times find myself using my horn in a defensive manner. The drivers over here have me beat. I have had to close my eyes multiple times out of fear. Basically I’d prefer not to witness my own injury or death if an accident were to occur. I’m not sure if “The Saras” would enjoy the Shanghai style of driving.
Elevated Roads: Shanghai has a series of elevated roads. These roads are approximately 2-3 stories above street level. They are similar to an interstate (I-35 through Minneapolis) but the speed limits are “supposedly” a bit lower. I find them fascinating. It’s interesting to look at the city and all of the different office buildings from this perspective.
Flash Your Lights: Drivers in Shanghai use their high beams for a variety of reasons. From my observations if a driver flashes their lights it could mean:
1) I want to signal the car in front of me to go faster
2) I want to signal that the car next to me is edging to close to me
3) I am about to switch lanes so watch out!
I was in a cab tonight for a long ride and I think the driver flashed his lights for all three reasons I explained plus probably for a few that I didn’t catch on to.
Honking: In the past year a law was passed in Shanghai that basically says while in a car you can not honk your horn – except in an emergency. My conclusion is there must be a lot of emergencies in Shanghai as I hear a lot of honking!
Eyes Shut: Two of my friends at work in ND – I refer to them as “The Saras” because both are named Sara – have often criticized my driving. They liked when I’d offer to drive to lunch however shortly after getting in my car they’d recall they didn’t like being a passenger with me driving. I know that after moving to Chicago from ND that my driving got even worse. I often tailgate, speed and even at times find myself using my horn in a defensive manner. The drivers over here have me beat. I have had to close my eyes multiple times out of fear. Basically I’d prefer not to witness my own injury or death if an accident were to occur. I’m not sure if “The Saras” would enjoy the Shanghai style of driving.
Official
How come getting business cards makes it all seem a bit more official?
A note: Custom in China is that you present your card by holding the upper two corners, the person receiving grabs it from the middle-bottom. It is one tradition that reminds me how formal business can be in China. Another is the fact that in larger meetings I am supposed to worry about where I sit. Evidently there is a sense of hierarchy that is observed at a meeting table. I haven't yet experienced it but I'm sure it could be comical when I do.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Another Visa !?!
Yep that's right folks I am in the process of getting another visa.
My Chinese visa requires I leave the country every 30 days. Its been proposed that on my first trip out of the country that I should head to Chennai, India.
Well, guess what? .....you need a visa to get into India. Gotta love it.
The admin in our office will be submitting my application (including photos, forms, passport and $275) to the Consulate Generals office for India here in Shanghai within the next few days. I hope everything goes through without issue.
If I don't get my visa the next option will be to travel to Hong Kong for a day. Basically, I will need to take one step past the customs area in Hong Kong. At that point I can turn right around to come back. This works as there is no condition on how long I have to be out of the country. So Hong Kong is an easy "Plan B."
I'm really hoping it works out to head to India. My fingers are crossed.
My Chinese visa requires I leave the country every 30 days. Its been proposed that on my first trip out of the country that I should head to Chennai, India.
Well, guess what? .....you need a visa to get into India. Gotta love it.
The admin in our office will be submitting my application (including photos, forms, passport and $275) to the Consulate Generals office for India here in Shanghai within the next few days. I hope everything goes through without issue.
If I don't get my visa the next option will be to travel to Hong Kong for a day. Basically, I will need to take one step past the customs area in Hong Kong. At that point I can turn right around to come back. This works as there is no condition on how long I have to be out of the country. So Hong Kong is an easy "Plan B."
I'm really hoping it works out to head to India. My fingers are crossed.
Settled In....
I spent most of this weekend making my new apartment comfortable. I purchased plates, utensils, cookware, dishtowels, and soap. I didn’t go overboard. I kept my choices simple. I still need to consider purchasing a wok. As I have yet to get the electric hotplate to work I’m holding off on this.
I’ve also found that my fridge is impossibly small. I experienced the challenges of a small refrigerator in college (and even in Russia). The one I have here is even more challenging because it is even smaller than the one I had then. Think the size of a picnic cooler and you are on the right track. I look at it and all I can thing is “Abracadabra – supersize.” Despite my attempts at magic it never gets any bigger.
With this size of fridge making any type of meal is going to be challenging. I am already finding it hard to keep fresh produce around. I have resigned to eating a lot of fruit. I also am going to give vegetable juice a try. I opted for something called “vegetable nectar” today at the store. It evidently is a blend of veggies and fruit. I couldn’t find any V8 which is okay as I can’t stand tomato juice. I also picked up some over priced canned vegetables ($2 per can).
I’m posting a few pictures of my apartment. It is set up in a fashion like apartments back home. Meaning there are separate living and sleeping areas.
There are still a few more things I need to purchase for my new pad. One is a drying rack. Like many European countries China evidently doesn’t utilize drying machines. I did a small load this weekend and now have every surface in my bathroom littered with clothes trying to dry. I’d also like to find picture frames for the pics I brought of Cori and Cooper. Right now they are resting by the TV.
I have other family pictures up but I brought them over in frames. I have already had an interesting experience with my pictures. When a housekeeper was in my room she asked “Husband?” and “Yours?” Try explaining to a housekeeper that knows little English that “No, those aren’t my kids they are my niece and nephew,” and “No, that’s my boyfriend not my husband.” I think she finally got what I was saying --- I hope.
I’ve also found that my fridge is impossibly small. I experienced the challenges of a small refrigerator in college (and even in Russia). The one I have here is even more challenging because it is even smaller than the one I had then. Think the size of a picnic cooler and you are on the right track. I look at it and all I can thing is “Abracadabra – supersize.” Despite my attempts at magic it never gets any bigger.
With this size of fridge making any type of meal is going to be challenging. I am already finding it hard to keep fresh produce around. I have resigned to eating a lot of fruit. I also am going to give vegetable juice a try. I opted for something called “vegetable nectar” today at the store. It evidently is a blend of veggies and fruit. I couldn’t find any V8 which is okay as I can’t stand tomato juice. I also picked up some over priced canned vegetables ($2 per can).
I’m posting a few pictures of my apartment. It is set up in a fashion like apartments back home. Meaning there are separate living and sleeping areas.
There are still a few more things I need to purchase for my new pad. One is a drying rack. Like many European countries China evidently doesn’t utilize drying machines. I did a small load this weekend and now have every surface in my bathroom littered with clothes trying to dry. I’d also like to find picture frames for the pics I brought of Cori and Cooper. Right now they are resting by the TV.
I have other family pictures up but I brought them over in frames. I have already had an interesting experience with my pictures. When a housekeeper was in my room she asked “Husband?” and “Yours?” Try explaining to a housekeeper that knows little English that “No, those aren’t my kids they are my niece and nephew,” and “No, that’s my boyfriend not my husband.” I think she finally got what I was saying --- I hope.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Home Sweet Home
I finally was able to unpack today. I checked into the Grand Mercure – my home for the next six months. The accommodations are nice enough. I am in a one bedroom suite on the 27th floor of an “extended stay” hotel. I’ll include pictures in a future posting.
There area a few things lacking in my suite. A bathtub in the bathroom would have been nice. Also, the “kitchenette” leaves A LOT to be desired. It consists of a minibar fridge, microwave, and what I think is the equalivilant of a hot plate. However, I can’t get it to turn on. I’m too tired to deal with it tonight so will call the front desk tomorrow.
Also, I need to buy a few more hangers. I already supplemented the standard hotel supply with a few packs that I got at Carefour earlier today. I evidently didn’t get enough. I think this weekend I’ll be spending a bit of money at the mega market.
I have a feeling that after a good night of sleep my perspective on my set-up will improve dramatically. I’ve just been a bit off today.
I also know that my morning routine will be back to normal as I splurged on a French press and two coffee mugs from Starbucks. I tried to find them in a few local shops but couldn’t find what I wanted – or anything close to it.
There area a few things lacking in my suite. A bathtub in the bathroom would have been nice. Also, the “kitchenette” leaves A LOT to be desired. It consists of a minibar fridge, microwave, and what I think is the equalivilant of a hot plate. However, I can’t get it to turn on. I’m too tired to deal with it tonight so will call the front desk tomorrow.
Also, I need to buy a few more hangers. I already supplemented the standard hotel supply with a few packs that I got at Carefour earlier today. I evidently didn’t get enough. I think this weekend I’ll be spending a bit of money at the mega market.
I have a feeling that after a good night of sleep my perspective on my set-up will improve dramatically. I’ve just been a bit off today.
I also know that my morning routine will be back to normal as I splurged on a French press and two coffee mugs from Starbucks. I tried to find them in a few local shops but couldn’t find what I wanted – or anything close to it.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Carefour…..it’s like Super Target on Steroids.
Right next to my hotel is a mega-market called Carefour. Evidently this chain of stores is HQ in France. Basically it is a Super Target on steroids. You could spend ½ a day just wandering around looking at people. I took about an hour last night and did this plus handled a few errands.
One half of the first floor is a bunch of different small retail shops (i.e. Samsonite, Sephora, Apple Computers, etc). The second half is a great food court. They have all of these little stations cooking up traditional Asian-style meals. Plus there are a few sit-down dinner locations as well as fast food options including Subway, McDonalds and Pizza Hut.
The second floor is basically what you’d find at any basic Target store. All of the toiletries, stationary, clothes, cookware, etc are located here. The third floor features a full-line grocery store. It includes a decent selection of imported products. I even spotted flour tortillas. Maybe I’ll have to make my own Mexican if I get a craving – I’ve yet to see any Mexican places here (I’m not counting the Taco Bell I spotted during a taxi ride).
Last night I headed to Carefour to get a few pictures taking for a visa application, hit the ATM and to have dinner. I found the little photoME booth very easily. 30 Rmb later and I had 4 pictures that are sized for a visa in my hand. After that I headed for dinner. I ate at a place on the first floor called CoCo Curry. I learned later that this place features a Japanese style curry meaning it had a mixture of a sweet/hot taste. I had a chicken curry with rice for only 25 Rmb. My meal was great – it made up for the salty rice experience I had over lunch. After dinner I splurged for some coffee flavored gelato afterwards. YUM! Dinner and dessert for 50 Rmb (less than $8) – what a deal!
One half of the first floor is a bunch of different small retail shops (i.e. Samsonite, Sephora, Apple Computers, etc). The second half is a great food court. They have all of these little stations cooking up traditional Asian-style meals. Plus there are a few sit-down dinner locations as well as fast food options including Subway, McDonalds and Pizza Hut.
The second floor is basically what you’d find at any basic Target store. All of the toiletries, stationary, clothes, cookware, etc are located here. The third floor features a full-line grocery store. It includes a decent selection of imported products. I even spotted flour tortillas. Maybe I’ll have to make my own Mexican if I get a craving – I’ve yet to see any Mexican places here (I’m not counting the Taco Bell I spotted during a taxi ride).
Last night I headed to Carefour to get a few pictures taking for a visa application, hit the ATM and to have dinner. I found the little photoME booth very easily. 30 Rmb later and I had 4 pictures that are sized for a visa in my hand. After that I headed for dinner. I ate at a place on the first floor called CoCo Curry. I learned later that this place features a Japanese style curry meaning it had a mixture of a sweet/hot taste. I had a chicken curry with rice for only 25 Rmb. My meal was great – it made up for the salty rice experience I had over lunch. After dinner I splurged for some coffee flavored gelato afterwards. YUM! Dinner and dessert for 50 Rmb (less than $8) – what a deal!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Juicy Dumplings and Salty Rice
My food adventures continue. Last night I went out for dinner with my manager Eric. (Yes our team is made up of Eric and Erika) Dinner was a great experience. The restaurant we went to was located in a HUGE shopping mall. I swear it’d compete with Mall of America. On our way there Eric explained that the Asian style of eating is all about ordering a variety of items and sharing amongst those at the meal. It’s like tappas.
He also said that hosts will always put out more food that you could possibly eat. It signifies how much you mean to the host – a sign of respect. I told him this could be a conflict with the American mindset of the “clean plate club.”
Our meal started out with BBQ pork over thin noodles. It was good but trying to get the noodles off the plate was a struggle. It seamed every time I speared a few with my chopsticks and started to pull all of the other noodles on the plate wanted to come along. I liked the meat but could have passed on the noodles.
After that we tried Sweet and Sour Chicken, Chinese Asparagus, Dim Sum, Parsnip Pastries, Mango soup, and sesame dumplings with peanuts.
I have to explain Dim Sum. It’s basically a dumpling stuffed with a variety of things – meet, seafood, sweet stuff, etc. I’ve tried it in the US and really wasn’t a fan. I blame the fact that I went with a group that likes seafood. So as they were busy eating items with fish in them I struggled to find something I could handle.
Last nights dim sum seemed completely different from my US experience. As my manager explained it was a soup dumpling. Basically they freeze soup into small cubes and form a dumpling around these. Then when they are cooked (in a steamer) the soup melts and basically they turn into a juicy dumpling. Ours had a great soup and some pork meatballs inside of them. They were so YUMMY!
Everything else we tried was good. I especially liked the parsnip pastries and sesame dumplings. They were both served warm. The dumplings were covered in peanuts on the outside and had a gooey filling of black sesame seeds on the inside. I did eat the Chinese Asparagus but must admit that I like the US variety of asparagus better. The difference between the two is that the tops of the asparagus in China look more like spinach leaves.
Today I figured I’d continue my culinary experience. I ordered in “salted egg and chicken fried rice” for lunch. My assumption was that this would be much like what you could get in the states. Wrong! The whole mess of it was salty. I think the meat had been soaked in salt. Plus, I’d occasionally get a smell/taste of fish whenever I’d take a bite. Have I mentioned that I don’t like fish? AT ALL!
After a few bites I put the lid back on the container and turned to the staples in my desk drawer – some fresh fruit and a granola bar followed up with a Diet Coke.
He also said that hosts will always put out more food that you could possibly eat. It signifies how much you mean to the host – a sign of respect. I told him this could be a conflict with the American mindset of the “clean plate club.”
Our meal started out with BBQ pork over thin noodles. It was good but trying to get the noodles off the plate was a struggle. It seamed every time I speared a few with my chopsticks and started to pull all of the other noodles on the plate wanted to come along. I liked the meat but could have passed on the noodles.
After that we tried Sweet and Sour Chicken, Chinese Asparagus, Dim Sum, Parsnip Pastries, Mango soup, and sesame dumplings with peanuts.
I have to explain Dim Sum. It’s basically a dumpling stuffed with a variety of things – meet, seafood, sweet stuff, etc. I’ve tried it in the US and really wasn’t a fan. I blame the fact that I went with a group that likes seafood. So as they were busy eating items with fish in them I struggled to find something I could handle.
Last nights dim sum seemed completely different from my US experience. As my manager explained it was a soup dumpling. Basically they freeze soup into small cubes and form a dumpling around these. Then when they are cooked (in a steamer) the soup melts and basically they turn into a juicy dumpling. Ours had a great soup and some pork meatballs inside of them. They were so YUMMY!
Everything else we tried was good. I especially liked the parsnip pastries and sesame dumplings. They were both served warm. The dumplings were covered in peanuts on the outside and had a gooey filling of black sesame seeds on the inside. I did eat the Chinese Asparagus but must admit that I like the US variety of asparagus better. The difference between the two is that the tops of the asparagus in China look more like spinach leaves.
Today I figured I’d continue my culinary experience. I ordered in “salted egg and chicken fried rice” for lunch. My assumption was that this would be much like what you could get in the states. Wrong! The whole mess of it was salty. I think the meat had been soaked in salt. Plus, I’d occasionally get a smell/taste of fish whenever I’d take a bite. Have I mentioned that I don’t like fish? AT ALL!
After a few bites I put the lid back on the container and turned to the staples in my desk drawer – some fresh fruit and a granola bar followed up with a Diet Coke.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Four Days - In Pictures
I start work tomorrow (Tuesday) and I suspect my picture taking will slow down. I wanted to share a few images with all of you and of course provide a few stories to go with them.
Intersections of Death with Sidewalk Art: The intersections in China are large and often involve more than two street intersecting. At times the lights can make sense (i.e. green man means walk) and at times they appear not to apply. These crazy intersections are often highlighted with what I’d call Sidewalk Art.
My Hotel: I’ll admit that my luggage takes up a lot of space in my hotel room. One issue is that I’m not fully unpacking as I move to a serviced apartment later this week. The accommodations so far are top notch – 5 star to be specific. Even the gym is good (Martin – you should be proud I have been working out)
Eating Adventure: Today I headed over to a local market that features pearls, clothing, etc. It was overwhelming. I realized that I am HORRIBLE at bargaining. I’ll have to work on that. I know if my sister was here she’d be getting crazy deals. There is a reason her nickname is “Rain Man.” I did make a few purchases. Leaving the market I felt successful and thought I’d push my luck. I tried my hand at a local restaurant. I ordered something called “French Chicken over Rice with Russian Soup.” With a description like that I wasn’t sure what to expect but it wasn’t half bad. I only ate a portion of it though – the plate of food was HUGE and only cost 36 RMB (including a Coke) that’s equal to roughly $5.30. By the way I did use the chopsticks. I didn't make to big of a mess.
Intersections of Death with Sidewalk Art: The intersections in China are large and often involve more than two street intersecting. At times the lights can make sense (i.e. green man means walk) and at times they appear not to apply. These crazy intersections are often highlighted with what I’d call Sidewalk Art.
My Hotel: I’ll admit that my luggage takes up a lot of space in my hotel room. One issue is that I’m not fully unpacking as I move to a serviced apartment later this week. The accommodations so far are top notch – 5 star to be specific. Even the gym is good (Martin – you should be proud I have been working out)
Eating Adventure: Today I headed over to a local market that features pearls, clothing, etc. It was overwhelming. I realized that I am HORRIBLE at bargaining. I’ll have to work on that. I know if my sister was here she’d be getting crazy deals. There is a reason her nickname is “Rain Man.” I did make a few purchases. Leaving the market I felt successful and thought I’d push my luck. I tried my hand at a local restaurant. I ordered something called “French Chicken over Rice with Russian Soup.” With a description like that I wasn’t sure what to expect but it wasn’t half bad. I only ate a portion of it though – the plate of food was HUGE and only cost 36 RMB (including a Coke) that’s equal to roughly $5.30. By the way I did use the chopsticks. I didn't make to big of a mess.
p.s. I know my niece Cori was worried about what there is to eat in China. Please tell her that there would be lots for her to eat here - I am a few blocks away from a Pizza Hut, McDonalds and a Subway plus a Gelato(ice cream) store!
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Man Down! I repeat Man Down!
...actually it should read "One Shoe Down! I repeat One Shoe Down!"
This morning I started off with a cup of Nescafe Although I am not a fan of instant coffee it provided the needed pick me up after another fitful night of sleep. Shortly after finishing my coffee I headed out the door to explore the city. My goal was to repeat much of the route that I had been driven around yesterday on foot.
I should explain what I did yesterday. I was picked up at 9:30am by Mr Qi one of the company's drivers. He was to bring me to get the keys for my apartment. Unfortunately there was a mix-up on this so I have to wait to get these until next week.
After dealing with this Mr Qi did take me on a quick tour of part of the Changning District. His tours included stops at Bobcat's office building, Shanghai City Center (where our office used to be), Carefour (a supermarket), and the local pearl market. Mr Qi was also kind enough to help me find a street map of Shanghai with Ping Ying (aka english). Another great gift was the bag full of bottled water he left me -- 8 bottles in all.
So, like I said this morning I headed out on foot with a map, a bottle of water and some yuen in hand. I made it to my (future) apartment building and then over to Shanghai City Center. I definitely didn't take the most direct route to the city center -- but that's the fun of exploring. The most difficult part of the walk was navigating the intersections.
The guide books I've read on China/Shanghai suggest making sure a local steps out onto the crosswalk before you. Unfortunately, due to the early hour there were not many folks up and about. All in all I think I did okay as I only got honked at by one car. The thing to remember is that pedestrians DO NOT have the right of way despite traffic signals that indicate they due.
As I reached the City Center I realized that the store I had hoped to visit didn't open until 10am. So I started to wander around the complex in search of the Starbucks I had seen the day before. Right as I spied the Starbucks I realized that my shoe felt funny. This immediately concerned me as I was wearing flip flops and not much on them can feel funny.
I opted to laugh out loud when I realized what happened - - - if I hadn't I think I might have cried. My new Kenneth Cole Reaction black leather sandals had fallen apart. Well one of the two had. The piece of fabric that runs between your big toe and the next had broken. So I hobbled to the Starbucks and got an ice tea. I needed time to come up with a course of action and to cool off.
Did I mention that even at 9:30 in the morning the heat and humidity is unbearable. I'm not one who perspires easily but it was literally dripping down my face.
I had intended my day to be full of "on foot" adventures. That changed as the broken shoe required me to get in a taxi. Thankfully I was able to find a piece of paper with my hotels address on it.
Once I got back to my hotel I consoled myself with a picnic lunch -- consisting of a few items I had picked up at the grocery store. Yep I did make it to the store. I'll admit I got a few strange looks as I picked out my purchases. I figure most were brought on by the weird way I was walking due to the broken flip-flop.
All of this happened before 1:00pm.
This morning I started off with a cup of Nescafe Although I am not a fan of instant coffee it provided the needed pick me up after another fitful night of sleep. Shortly after finishing my coffee I headed out the door to explore the city. My goal was to repeat much of the route that I had been driven around yesterday on foot.
I should explain what I did yesterday. I was picked up at 9:30am by Mr Qi one of the company's drivers. He was to bring me to get the keys for my apartment. Unfortunately there was a mix-up on this so I have to wait to get these until next week.
After dealing with this Mr Qi did take me on a quick tour of part of the Changning District. His tours included stops at Bobcat's office building, Shanghai City Center (where our office used to be), Carefour (a supermarket), and the local pearl market. Mr Qi was also kind enough to help me find a street map of Shanghai with Ping Ying (aka english). Another great gift was the bag full of bottled water he left me -- 8 bottles in all.
So, like I said this morning I headed out on foot with a map, a bottle of water and some yuen in hand. I made it to my (future) apartment building and then over to Shanghai City Center. I definitely didn't take the most direct route to the city center -- but that's the fun of exploring. The most difficult part of the walk was navigating the intersections.
The guide books I've read on China/Shanghai suggest making sure a local steps out onto the crosswalk before you. Unfortunately, due to the early hour there were not many folks up and about. All in all I think I did okay as I only got honked at by one car. The thing to remember is that pedestrians DO NOT have the right of way despite traffic signals that indicate they due.
As I reached the City Center I realized that the store I had hoped to visit didn't open until 10am. So I started to wander around the complex in search of the Starbucks I had seen the day before. Right as I spied the Starbucks I realized that my shoe felt funny. This immediately concerned me as I was wearing flip flops and not much on them can feel funny.
I opted to laugh out loud when I realized what happened - - - if I hadn't I think I might have cried. My new Kenneth Cole Reaction black leather sandals had fallen apart. Well one of the two had. The piece of fabric that runs between your big toe and the next had broken. So I hobbled to the Starbucks and got an ice tea. I needed time to come up with a course of action and to cool off.
Did I mention that even at 9:30 in the morning the heat and humidity is unbearable. I'm not one who perspires easily but it was literally dripping down my face.
I had intended my day to be full of "on foot" adventures. That changed as the broken shoe required me to get in a taxi. Thankfully I was able to find a piece of paper with my hotels address on it.
Once I got back to my hotel I consoled myself with a picnic lunch -- consisting of a few items I had picked up at the grocery store. Yep I did make it to the store. I'll admit I got a few strange looks as I picked out my purchases. I figure most were brought on by the weird way I was walking due to the broken flip-flop.
All of this happened before 1:00pm.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Knee How (Say it like it sounds)
Knee How means hello in China. As I have been in Shanghai for 12 hours I figured this was an appropriate salutation to use.
My flights yesterday were uneventful. They were just too long. I opted to fly NWA as all of my miles and status is with them versus taking a direct flight out of Chicago. Next time I am going direct. One benefit of flying NWA is that I used my miles to upgrade to Business Class. What a great way to travel.
I reached my hotel at about 10:30pm Shanghai time. I was literally exhausted as the person I sat next to advised me to try and stay up for as long as I could. Evidently the thought being it'd help with jet lag. I understood the concept...I'd be so tired when I reached the hotel that my body would have to sleep at least 6 hrs straight.
Unfortunately thats not how it worked out. I was up 3 times last night. Each time I was able to force myself back to sleep.
This morning I realized two important things as I got ready for the day:
1. Summer in Shanghai is hot AND humid -- today it is suppose to reach 40 degreese celsius (104 degrees farenheit). Add the high temp with a humidity that reminds me of Georgia and its not a good combo.
2. My hair is never going to look good while I am here -- it will always be frizzy due to the extreme humidity.
The second realization could work to my favor as it will mean that I can eliminate one step from my process of getting ready in the morning - why curl your hair if its just going to fall out in a matter of minutes?!
My flights yesterday were uneventful. They were just too long. I opted to fly NWA as all of my miles and status is with them versus taking a direct flight out of Chicago. Next time I am going direct. One benefit of flying NWA is that I used my miles to upgrade to Business Class. What a great way to travel.
I reached my hotel at about 10:30pm Shanghai time. I was literally exhausted as the person I sat next to advised me to try and stay up for as long as I could. Evidently the thought being it'd help with jet lag. I understood the concept...I'd be so tired when I reached the hotel that my body would have to sleep at least 6 hrs straight.
Unfortunately thats not how it worked out. I was up 3 times last night. Each time I was able to force myself back to sleep.
This morning I realized two important things as I got ready for the day:
1. Summer in Shanghai is hot AND humid -- today it is suppose to reach 40 degreese celsius (104 degrees farenheit). Add the high temp with a humidity that reminds me of Georgia and its not a good combo.
2. My hair is never going to look good while I am here -- it will always be frizzy due to the extreme humidity.
The second realization could work to my favor as it will mean that I can eliminate one step from my process of getting ready in the morning - why curl your hair if its just going to fall out in a matter of minutes?!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Leaving...on a jet plane....
I can't think of where the song comes from but I swear the line "leaving -- on a jet plane" is a lyric. Its appropriate as today I am getting on a plane to head to China. I should back up a bit though and talk about the events of yesterday.
At 2pm yesterday I received word that my visa had been approved. Rick and I headed downtown to pick it up. After that, I spent a crazy four hours packing, doing laundry, paying bills, etc. My moods were swinging every which way. At one moment I wanted to cry because of how much I knew I'd miss everyone to another moment where I wanted to hit my suitcase because I couldn't get it closed.
Eventually, the craziness subsided and we were able to head to dinner. Rick and I went to my second favorite restaurant in the city - Cordis Brothers. (I will be posting pictures later this week. So check back to this entry to get some visuals). The food and drinks at Cordis is great and so are all the employees. It also helps that Rick knows the owners. In fact we had meet up with John on Sunday at a local bar after our tappas dinner.
After a cocktail at the bar we sat down at the table and settled in for a great steak. Just as I was commenting that we didn't have menus our server came over and said "Here are our new summer menus for you to look at." I quickly looked down because I wasn't sure about the change. I worried that the wedge salad I had been thinking of all day would not be listed. As soon as I scanned the menu I had to laugh out loud. Sitting in front of me was a menu for a Chinese restaurant.
John, evidently had cooked up the plan for this as Rick and I had our pre-dinner drinks at the bar. It was got a good laugh for sure. He finished the joke out by handing us two fortune cookies for desert. The cookie went great with my Chocolate Ice Cream Martini.
The meal was wonderful. Cordis never fails to deliver. It was a perfect last night in Chicago. Afterwards I headed home to a night of fitful sleep. I wonder why !?!?
This morning Rick and I trekked to the airport. Two huge suitcases and a couple of carry on items (small roller bag and my laptop bag). Also in tow was an empty duffel. I thought that for China I was allowed a third bag and if I was I was going to put it to use by off loading some items from my carry on and suitcase. I was afraid that the one filled with most of my clothes would burst at the seams.
I know that Rick thought the situation hilarious and frustrating at the same time. I had conflicting advice on how much to pack so I opted to pack more rather than less. Plus I must add in that I'm a girl who loves shoes!
After getting checked in I had a hard time making my way through security as tears were streaming down my face. I took off headed to my gate which according to "Johnson luck" was at the opposite end of the building. It took me awhile to pull it together, however as I approached my gate the tears were close to over. I'm sure I'll cry a few more before this adventure is over.
My flight from Chicago to Detroit was uneventful.
As I write this I am sitting in Detroit airport restaurant eating a burger and waiting for my flight to Shanghai. Soon enough I will be ....leaving...on a jet plane....
The "New" Menu
The greatest ice cream martini in the world. Made by the main bartender at Cordis -- love this guy. The drink is a great way to end an evening.
John the prankster
The required "self-portrait" (Rick is a huge fan of taking these)
At 2pm yesterday I received word that my visa had been approved. Rick and I headed downtown to pick it up. After that, I spent a crazy four hours packing, doing laundry, paying bills, etc. My moods were swinging every which way. At one moment I wanted to cry because of how much I knew I'd miss everyone to another moment where I wanted to hit my suitcase because I couldn't get it closed.
Eventually, the craziness subsided and we were able to head to dinner. Rick and I went to my second favorite restaurant in the city - Cordis Brothers. (I will be posting pictures later this week. So check back to this entry to get some visuals). The food and drinks at Cordis is great and so are all the employees. It also helps that Rick knows the owners. In fact we had meet up with John on Sunday at a local bar after our tappas dinner.
After a cocktail at the bar we sat down at the table and settled in for a great steak. Just as I was commenting that we didn't have menus our server came over and said "Here are our new summer menus for you to look at." I quickly looked down because I wasn't sure about the change. I worried that the wedge salad I had been thinking of all day would not be listed. As soon as I scanned the menu I had to laugh out loud. Sitting in front of me was a menu for a Chinese restaurant.
John, evidently had cooked up the plan for this as Rick and I had our pre-dinner drinks at the bar. It was got a good laugh for sure. He finished the joke out by handing us two fortune cookies for desert. The cookie went great with my Chocolate Ice Cream Martini.
The meal was wonderful. Cordis never fails to deliver. It was a perfect last night in Chicago. Afterwards I headed home to a night of fitful sleep. I wonder why !?!?
This morning Rick and I trekked to the airport. Two huge suitcases and a couple of carry on items (small roller bag and my laptop bag). Also in tow was an empty duffel. I thought that for China I was allowed a third bag and if I was I was going to put it to use by off loading some items from my carry on and suitcase. I was afraid that the one filled with most of my clothes would burst at the seams.
I know that Rick thought the situation hilarious and frustrating at the same time. I had conflicting advice on how much to pack so I opted to pack more rather than less. Plus I must add in that I'm a girl who loves shoes!
After getting checked in I had a hard time making my way through security as tears were streaming down my face. I took off headed to my gate which according to "Johnson luck" was at the opposite end of the building. It took me awhile to pull it together, however as I approached my gate the tears were close to over. I'm sure I'll cry a few more before this adventure is over.
My flight from Chicago to Detroit was uneventful.
As I write this I am sitting in Detroit airport restaurant eating a burger and waiting for my flight to Shanghai. Soon enough I will be ....leaving...on a jet plane....
Here are the pics from Cordis Brothers....
The "New" Menu
The greatest ice cream martini in the world. Made by the main bartender at Cordis -- love this guy. The drink is a great way to end an evening.
John the prankster
The required "self-portrait" (Rick is a huge fan of taking these) Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Suggestion #4 and 5: When waiting on a visa....update your insurance information and workout
#4 - I received two larger than normal bills from my doctors this past week. I should say they are from new doctors that I had to go to for some of my pre-departure medical treatments. Upon close scrutiny...thankfully before I wrote any checks....I realized that my insurance wasn't applied to either bill. So I spent 40 minutes on hold with both offices and two minutes updating my info.
#5 - I am heading out in a few minutes to workout with my personal trainer for the last time. I'm dreading it. My emotions are crazy today. I blame the fact that I am STILL in limbo on my visa. Martin will have his work cut out for him. I hope he is able to get me through the hour.
#5 - I am heading out in a few minutes to workout with my personal trainer for the last time. I'm dreading it. My emotions are crazy today. I blame the fact that I am STILL in limbo on my visa. Martin will have his work cut out for him. I hope he is able to get me through the hour.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Suggestion #2 and 3: When waiting on a visa....eat out and get a pedicure
Yes, I am still waiting....
I've been passing my time by focusing on making sure I eat as much ethnic and/or classic Chicago food prior to my departure. I'm focused on ethnic because I'm just not sure if things like chips and salsa or tandori chicken will be easy to find in Shanghai. Some of the Chicago classics I have saught out include Giordanno's Deep Dish Pizza and Chicago-style hot dogs.
On Sunday this quest continued. I heading out with a group of friends for a good-bye dinner. We headed to Cafe Iberico which features spanish tappas (read: very yummy)! It was great being able to catch up with everyone. Although I think I talked a few of their ears off....It tends to happen when the drinks start flowing.
So today I passed some time by treating myself to a pedicure. I figure that one must have cute toes when going to Shanghai. Plus, I've been advised not to get them in China. According to my company's travel health consultant the requirements for sterilization of salon tools are not the same as here.
I have started to pack. Its helping my to be optimistic about my visa. I mean if my bags are packed can the Chinese government really reject my application - again? Well the bags aren't really packed. Its more like I have a series of piles running across my living room. Each pile represents a specific category like the following: Work Pants, Work Shorts, Gym Clothes, Casual Clothes. I haven't created a pile of shoes as Rick is working the night shift and I'd hate to trip him up when he gets in later tonight.
I've been passing my time by focusing on making sure I eat as much ethnic and/or classic Chicago food prior to my departure. I'm focused on ethnic because I'm just not sure if things like chips and salsa or tandori chicken will be easy to find in Shanghai. Some of the Chicago classics I have saught out include Giordanno's Deep Dish Pizza and Chicago-style hot dogs.
On Sunday this quest continued. I heading out with a group of friends for a good-bye dinner. We headed to Cafe Iberico which features spanish tappas (read: very yummy)! It was great being able to catch up with everyone. Although I think I talked a few of their ears off....It tends to happen when the drinks start flowing.
So today I passed some time by treating myself to a pedicure. I figure that one must have cute toes when going to Shanghai. Plus, I've been advised not to get them in China. According to my company's travel health consultant the requirements for sterilization of salon tools are not the same as here.
I have started to pack. Its helping my to be optimistic about my visa. I mean if my bags are packed can the Chinese government really reject my application - again? Well the bags aren't really packed. Its more like I have a series of piles running across my living room. Each pile represents a specific category like the following: Work Pants, Work Shorts, Gym Clothes, Casual Clothes. I haven't created a pile of shoes as Rick is working the night shift and I'd hate to trip him up when he gets in later tonight.
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