Sunday, August 28, 2011

Beijing

With only four days' notice, Hazel and I came to Beijing for three weeks. Our time here has been, quite literally, a breath of fresh air. Vice President Biden came on our coat tails (though I doubt he realized we were here).  And Beijing pulled out all the stops, including forcing the clouds to rain for days and subsequently closing the factories temporarily. The results were clear blue skies, fresh air, and a gentle breeze mixed with a warm sun. China has never treated us so well.

Although I still have to work during the week, Hazel spends her days playing with a friend instead of going to Chinese preschool. She recently said, "This is the best vacation ever!" It isn't often a mom can be working full time and still have her kid convinced they are on vacation.

Below are a few of our favorite pictures of Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City, some back alley ways, and the Great Wall.

Hazel's first observation of Beijing: So many more people dressed up for Christmas.

Tiananmen Square





Beating the heat Chinese style






















The 798 Art District

Hazel's Bunny ears from the Art District








Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Jeanette



Today Hazel and I said goodbye to a dear friend. Jeanette arrived in China the same day we did. Now, six months later, she prepares to go home and take back with her all that she has experienced. We are going to miss her.
Jeanette has provided us a different perspective of expat life in China. Unlike me, in an upscale apartment, she has spent the last few weeks living with her Chinese co-workers in a typical Chinese apartment, where she must squat over the hole in the floor that is her toilet, where she must wash her clothes in a bucket, where that same bucket often serves as her shower, where she sleeps on a thin mat, and where air conditioning, despite the humidity, is an unavailable luxury. Our last day together, Hazel asked her "Jeanette, why are you always happy?" And indeed, she is. 
Each day, I see the material lack of those around me, and I question the disparity. I live a life of privilege, but I often feel out of place in this life. Not many years ago, I was on the other side of the great economic gap. But my friend Jeanette reminds me that regardless of which side of the gap we occupy, we can create joy for ourselves and those around us.




We love you, Jeanette!



I can barely lift one of these bottles onto the dispenser. I don't know how skinny Chinese men manage to transport this many full bottles around the city. (They are empty in this picture, but I've seen them transported full, too.)



Outside of a Buddhist temple


The beach of Macao
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Friday, May 27, 2011