Walking around in this little town it is hard to tell the difference between a grocery shop, an electricity shop, a pharmacie, a veggie shop, restaurants, a textile shop and so on...
They all, magically, look the same. With the only tiny uniqueness being their curtaindesign..... even then patterns and colors of neighbour shops go hand in hand like small brothers.
The only shop able to tell itself apart from miles, is the bridal shop...and there is a fair amount of them scattered around here. Especially compared to any other shop in town.. it seems like Chinese love to get married just as much as they love to eat.... and that is something, because food is everything to them. Not only do they greet each other with: "Did you have your lunch already?" Food and cooking play a major part in their daily lives and they seem to plan their entire day around the meals.....Both a good friend and a good mother will show their love by cooking a tastebudelicious meal, that looks, smells and you'd almost say it even sounds...
Of course every shop has their own sign, but clearly, that still doesn't tell me what place I might be walking in. So I still have the pleasure of walking into god knows where and trying to figure out which sign and curtain design match which shop...
The other day I went to have a shower in town (there is no warm water in the school...unless you boil it yourself. But to boil the amount of water you'd like to shower in would be a crazy job)
Luckily my friend was with me to show me through the right curtains...
To shower in this place was a whole experience.... it was like going to a shop and a dentist or a doctor all at once.
First we had to sit in some kind of waiting room with a huge mirror on the wall, a blow dryer sweeping on a cord in the corner and a small desk made of glass where you could buy shampoos and towels. I guess the shampoos and towels were supposed to be respresented in one way or another, behind that glass, but in fact they looked like they were thrown on a pile and no-one seemed to care much about the presentation.....
Anyway as I was sitting there, in that waiting room, "watching" my cold red nose in the mirror, waiting for the warm shower and waiting for my friend, who went out underwear shopping, to come back, there were two wet haired guys, around my age, entering from behind another curtain. With their towel still in their left hand they started lighting a sigaret with the other one. As the whole place was kind of smoky already with the damps of the hot showers, soon the only part of me I could still see in the mirror was my red nose...
Then one of the guys sat down in the corner with the blow dryer and the other guy, who's fingers were still holding the sigaret started blow drying this boys hair.... It realy was a special scene with these two standing in the smoke, carefully, yet with a manly proud blow drying each others hair... while I was watching their moves, their back and their faces in the mirror.........
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
The beauty in China?
Ask a Chinese how I look and they will say......
-Veeery tall.
-Blue eyes
-Dirty blond hair (yep...how's that)
-My feet are wearing small boats these days (yep they said this as well)
and how about this one:
-I have a "high nose" (this is a comment coming from a boy around the age of 9)
The mountain school...
That huge green building over there is the school..... and two of those top windows allow me to look at the senery
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Chinese medicine
Oke, one of my family members, I wont say any name...will get closer and closer to the computer by now...
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Rowing with chopsticks?
Oke I don't want to confuse you, but this is still Vietnam. I have been wanting to send it earlier.....
Love the crazy way they row these boats. I don't know why, but they make it look so easy....and something is telling me that this method is not so easy at all!!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Invited by a student (along came some friends......)
One of the students lives close to the school and so she invited me over at her place.
A whole afternoon of playing cards: spoon!! A game that I taught them. Their only three hours off in the week. They go to school from monday to sunday from 5;50 am to 22;00 pm!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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