tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63413621417804908222024-03-08T16:18:11.871+00:00Diary of a Laowai in EnglandChristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-55952549258902262002013-11-06T09:26:00.001+00:002014-04-11T16:55:08.816+01:00The End of One Chapter, The Start of Another<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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While looking back at old photographs on my computer I stumbled onto my blog, and with a heavy heart I realise that I should write one last post. I am surprised the blog is still here in all honesty, I thought by now it would have packed its bags and left to reside in a more blog-friendly home. But I feel one last post will at least bookend what was probably the most important part of my life. The reason for doing this? Well, I unfortunately understand now that I am far too incompetent (or too busy, or too lazy....one of them) to continue writing about my life, and I would be kidding myself into thinking I could continue this blog as it once was. You see, I blame China! When the government in all its wisdom decided to <a href="http://laowaichris.blogspot.co.uk/2009/05/blogked.html" target="_blank">block Blogger </a>(and it's still blocked today, I checked), it really was a wrench to the system. I loved, genuinely loved, blogging about my time there, and with a friendly following of readers it was a joy to share the ups and downs of China-life. Sometimes I felt blogging was more of a therapy to me than anything else. Living in China is like living in a bubble, a ridiculous, marvellous, occasionally frightening, but joyous bubble. So once that link to Blogger was gone I lost an important connection to the outside world. Yes, I could have moved over to another blogging platform but I was too worried China would begin blocking all blogging websites (or perhaps I was just too lazy, one of them!). Before you ask, I did try proxies (used to bypass the Great Firewall of China), but at the time my limited knowledge and drastically slow Internet connection rendered the Blogger site completely useless -- I only managed to sneak one or two posts while stuck behind the wall.</div>
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So it wasn't until I left China to live back in the UK that I could access Blogger again. It was a joy to read the blogs I used to follow and I hoped I could continue where I left off writing about all the things that occurred while I was behind the wall. But writing things in retrospect compared to writing about them presently is quite a challenge. It certainly changed what I think about reading autobiographies -- I simply felt I couldn't remember enough to make it seem genuine. The beauty of a blog is that you can record events that occur in practically real-time, especially with microblogs like Twitter and Weibo. My original intention of the blog was to be a diary of my time in China, something to look back on and re-read in the future. It doesn't take much to jog the memory, but having the highlights ready to access on the blog is a brilliant thing to me. This resulted in me putting a halt to the thought of blogging about past-times in China, so instead I thought I could continue writing about my life in the UK, adjusting back to life, starting my course in Hypnotherapy, Kimi coming over to live here etc. It sounded like a plan, but it never worked out. I think the main reason is this: living in the UK is 'normal' for me, there is not much that I think is of interest to report because practically everything that happens on a day-to-day basis is 'normal' (apart from the odd life-changing event that is). In China it was easy to blog about my day-to-day life all the time because I felt like almost nothing was 'normal'! Sometimes I would walk outside of my apartment and see something that I would want to take a picture of and write about the second I returned home. I can't deny that the greatest things in life have happened to me since I returned to the UK, and I wish I could have recorded some of those moments at the time, but these things were never meant for Diary of a Laowai in China. I am no longer a Laowai or in China anymore, so the blog never really got on well with the concept of living in England. Or I was just too busy, or lazy....one of them. <br />
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For one last time here is a brief update on the happenings in my life. It has been a busy and hectic year, but things are happening which I have never been more excited about in my life: Kimi is a permanent resident of the UK (and deciding whether she wants to become British next year or not. Only one problem: China doesn't allow dual citizenship); we also purchased our first house which we absolutely love; and last month we visited Wenzhou and stayed with Kimi's mum which was a perfect holiday. Kimi's visa and buying a house were two quite life-changing things that certainly didn't come without their fair share of extreme stress, but something amazing is happening which tops everything else....We are having a baby! We haven't really told too many people about it yet and even now seems strange writing about it, but Kimi is well within the throws of pregnancy, and we are hoping that early next year we will say hello to our new baby for the first time. <br />
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I feel as a new chapter of my life is about to start it is almost perfect timing to end the post on this note, and also to end the blog. I hope I can continue to write something somewhere in the future, but for now I say thank you for reading and goodbye, or "zai jian" (my Chinese has NOT improved in the slightest).<br />
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<br />Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-85879844376379916642012-02-01T18:16:00.001+00:002012-02-01T18:16:00.092+00:00Thank you for (still) visiting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is just a quick post to say thank you for visiting, wherever you are from and for whatever reason you chose to stop by. Unlike when I first started blogging in 2008 there is now a huge increase in spam, which I regularly have to delete, but a fair amount of visitors are still genuine. There has been no recent activity on the blog for 9 months, so it comes as a surprise to see so many people visiting on a weekly basis from all around the world. I wonder what Google searches my blog appears under? Below is a picture showing the last 100 visitors to the blog from the past few weeks. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Since my last post (way back in March last year) Kimi and I got married in the UK, Kimi successfully got her residence permit, we moved into our first house together, visited Wenzhou to have a kind of unofficial 2nd wedding (very tempting to stay), and Kimi's mother even visited us for a month in the UK. All in all 2011 was a very fortunate year for both of us, somehow everything worked out perfectly in the end. Now 2012 has begun I am looking at pushing on with my Hypnotherapy business and possibly starting the degree in Counselling. Kimi is looking for work in Manchester hoping to utilise her skills as a bilingual speaker.<br />
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</tbody></table>Another resolution I have is to write more, so hopefully another blog will be coming soon -- and by that I don't mean another year!Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-77507019997432341822011-03-15T09:30:00.002+00:002011-03-15T11:10:34.199+00:00This Blog is a Study Abroad Ambassador Award Winner!<a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DmhOLhgrrnk/TX5p1gujEXI/AAAAAAAADPU/NPFE5N82aKY/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-14+at+19.16.03.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="173" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DmhOLhgrrnk/TX5p1gujEXI/AAAAAAAADPU/NPFE5N82aKY/s200/Screen+shot+2011-03-14+at+19.16.03.png" width="200" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somehow my blog has been selected by the lovely people at <a href="http://www.ecollegefinder.org/default.aspx">eCollegeFiner</a> as a travel website that provides "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">priceless information to students as they prepare to leave" to study in another country</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">. I suppose although this blog documented my life as a teacher in China rather than a student, the same principles of travelling and living in a foreign country apply. I am extremely flattered to have been chosen out of the many hundreds of blogs about living in China to appear on their site. I genuinely hope some of the ramblings on these pages give a hint of the ups and downs of modern life in China (and what to do if you fall in love and decide to move back home after 3 years!).</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Although my life in China is officially history, it will always be a part of me (thanks to Kimi). </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-26832138891911928502011-03-14T18:49:00.000+00:002011-03-14T18:49:40.416+00:00Kimi Got Her Visa<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7XuPM4CdomY/TX5jJAAbWLI/AAAAAAAADPM/j6NvCRc_9Ls/s1600/IMG_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7XuPM4CdomY/TX5jJAAbWLI/AAAAAAAADPM/j6NvCRc_9Ls/s200/IMG_0165.JPG" width="200" /></a>I have been hugely delayed writing this post, but a few weeks ago Kimi and I received the good news that the British embassy had decided to grant her a visa to come to the UK to marry me. We had waited months for an answer to our weighty application, going through Halloween, Christmas, New Year and Chinese New Year with no hint of an answer. Finally in mid February, Kimi received a package containing just her sole passport, but with the new visa stuck inside. That was that! <br />
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The application for the marriage visa was no small feat, the amount of paperwork needed for such a visa is quite astonishing. It was something we had to study to get right (the first problem was which one to go for!), and we even paid an agency to help us on the way too. Over the coming weeks I will be posting a step by step guide to applying for the marriage visa with the aim of helping others who may be planning on taking the same steps as we have. <br />
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What's next for us? In one month Kimi will be arriving in the UK, and then within 6 months we will be getting married. Once we have tied the knot, the time will have come to apply for the next visa....Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-45606733542245218622011-01-16T21:29:00.000+00:002011-01-16T21:29:40.615+00:00MINDSCAPE Hypnotherapy<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/TTNiVjaB3II/AAAAAAAADOQ/o-hPKo2CkV8/s1600/logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/TTNiVjaB3II/AAAAAAAADOQ/o-hPKo2CkV8/s200/logo.jpg" width="200" /></a>As I mentioned previously, I have trained and am now qualified as a hypnotherapist. For the past 5 months I have been slaving away on a website for my company, which has finally been completed (apart from the odd mistake I keep stumbling across, if you find one please let me know. Web designing is not easy when you have to compete with so many different browsers, operating systems and screen sizes). It is funny how things work out really, today was the day that not only did I finally get my website uploaded without any major disasters occurring, but I also moved into my new office. I am renting a room in The Holistic Therapy Clinic in Manchester where I actually studied and learnt about hypnotherapy. At the moment I will be balancing hypnotherapy work one day a week while I still work at my other job full-time -- for now anyway.<br />
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I am very excited, and really can't wait to get started. If you have a second, take a look at my website here: <a href="http://www.mindscapehypnotherapy.com/">http://www.mindscapehypnotherapy.com </a><br />
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On another note, I have also started another blog <a href="http://mindscapehypnotherapy.blogspot.com/">here</a> which will be linked to the website. I will be concentrating my efforts on that blog for the foreseeable future, but I will of course occasionally still post here. Once I am an expert, I will certainly be posting tips and advice for visa applications and the progress of Kimi's move to the UK.<br />
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<b>Kimi's visa status: </b><i>Still </i>processing (almost 2 months of waiting now).Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-27901157450100482742010-12-17T12:44:00.000+00:002010-12-17T12:44:26.766+00:00Neglect, Visas and Hypnotherapy<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few of the things Kimi and I have got up to during her recent trips to the UK</td></tr>
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Since my last blog post a lot has certainly happened. Kimi visited me in the UK on two occasions, the last time being in October. We have also very recently submitted a rain forest's worth of paper-work to the British Embassy for Kimi's fiancée visa. Once the application is successful she will once again be returning to the UK where we will get married (we're hoping for early next year). We are planning on holding a ceremony in Wenzhou towards the end of next year too -- it saves spending a few thousand pounds transporting Kimi's huge family over to the UK, and it means I have a great excuse to take a holiday to my second home! The visa process is an extremely difficult process, one which we could not have done alone. Information on the internet is very sparse, with so many different versions of events that we had no choice but to hire an agency to do some of the leg work for us. I think a possible new direction for the blog may lie within this visa process and how to be successful in applying for one.<br />
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In other news, I am now qualified as a Hypnotherapist. I am just waiting for approval from the Hypnotherapy Association and my malpractice and indemnity insurance certificates to come through. I have also managed to secure a room to do it from with my teacher and mentor. It has been this that most of my time has been spent on over the past few months. I have finally finished writing and designing a website for myself. I had no idea it would end up being the most time consuming thing I have ever done! As soon as everything is legal I will be uploading the complete website. With this I will also be writing a new blogger blog which is linked to hypnotherapy and life as a hypnotherapist. For now there is not much to look at, but here is my site: <a href="http://www.mindscape-hypnotherapy.com/">MINDSCAPE Hypnotherapy</a>. I really fell in love with hypnotherapy throughout the course I took, and have never felt so attached to a subject before. It really is amazing, and the changes that can happen are remarkable. Stress, anxiety, lack of confidence, self-esteem issues, and addictions can all be resolved so quickly. I know this because it has not only worked with others who I have helped, but it has also worked on myself. I genuinely hope I can share this incredibly simple method of therapy with others. <br />
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I am still continuing studies part-time in Counselling and hope to be taking the next module early next year. It will take approximately 3-4 years to finish the degree at the moment. The impatient side of me would rather get things over and done with much quicker, but due to financial restraints (e.g. all of the money I saved up in China ran out) I have had to find a full-time job. Not only will this pay for starting my hypnotherapy business and ongoing studies, but it also means I will be able to support Kimi when she comes here. The job I have isn't my idea of a dream career, but the money is coming into my bank account rather than going out, so it is ideal for now.<br />
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And that's me all up to date! I'll be back when my new site and blog are online, and as soon as we hear any visa news.Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-7503813778822327862010-06-30T12:59:00.005+01:002010-06-30T14:10:39.054+01:00Kimi Coming to England<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/TCswE3Tg1lI/AAAAAAAADLA/5pUivEEA7XE/s1600/P1020704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/TCswE3Tg1lI/AAAAAAAADLA/5pUivEEA7XE/s200/P1020704.JPG" width="150" /></a></div> As I am writing this Kimi (my girlfriend) is on her way to the UK having just departed from Dubai Airport. This is the second time she has come to England -- the first being last September when we came together for a short holiday. Although too short, we had a fantastic time introducing her to my family and doing a bit of travelling around Edinburgh, London, The Lake District and of course my home-town Manchester.<br />
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This time is only for a short holiday too, but until we are married Kimi cannot leave her job and come and live with me. The main reason for this is the one and only gripe for her and fellow Chinese citizens travelling outside of China: the visa. For Kimi to come on holiday to the UK she has to apply for a visitor's visa (sometimes known as a tourist or travel visa). Now when I, as a British citizen, go to China on holiday I also need a visa. This consists of travelling to the nearest Chinese Embassy or consulate, paying about £30, answering a double-sided A4 form with questions such as "Do you have a criminal record?" and "Do you have any fatal diseases?" (I've never really seen the point of questions like this, I'm pretty sure they check out all such information regardless of whether you say "Yes" or "No"), oh, and a couple of passport photos. But for poor Kimi, as a Chinese citizen, she has to compile a portfolio of information just to get a visitor's visa for a short holiday. Take a deep breath as I list the requirements of her visa application (just remember this is for a holiday, not for emigration):<br />
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<ul><li>One completed and signed 10 page visa application form</li>
<li>A current and previous passport and photocopy of recent passport</li>
<li> One recent passport photo</li>
<li>Household register</li>
<li>An invitation letter from my father allowing her to stay in his house and be responsible for her</li>
<li>My father's utility bill, birth certificate, photocopy of driving licence, bank statements, home insurance, and council tax bill.</li>
<li>Evidence of current employment status including the organization code of the company and business license.</li>
<li>Permission of leave from her boss</li>
<li>Certificate of employment and income</li>
<li>Evidence of her financial status which meant freezing 50,000RMB (approximately £5,000) in her bank account</li>
<li>Bank statements for the last 6 months</li>
<li>Evidence of her relationship with me including boarding passes of recent holidays, emails sent between us dating back to 2007, and photographs of us together at various locations and times</li>
<li>A photocopy of my passport and Chinese working visa</li>
<li>Payment of 715RMB (approximately £70)</li>
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After all of this hard work, I hope Kimi is enjoying her 20+ hours of sleepless aeroplane travel from Wenzhou to Manchester....<br />
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</div>In this day and age of complicated technology, it is refreshing to see simplicity as a key feature here. If you would like to see the end result of a Flavors.me homepage, here is the one I designed yesterday: <a href="http://flavors.me/laowaichris">http://flavors.me/laowaichris </a><br />
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My twin sister, Sally, has recently been successful in gaining a place at one of the most prestigious music and drama schools in the UK: The Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama. This has given her the opportunity to study a master's degree in Musical Theatre, which will hopefully lead onto a professional career in this field.<br />
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She is, however, facing a problem with this application. As with so many things in life it comes down to one thing: money. The cost of studying at these drama schools doesn't come cheap, in this case one year of tuition fees is going to cost £9,750. And this doesn't even include living expenses.<br />
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Sally has recently begun fundraising, and is writing a blog to keep track of her progress. Already she has received some money, but it's not yet enough. I hope you will take a peek at her site here: <a href="http://dramaschooldream.blogspot.com/">http://dramaschooldream.blogspot.com/ </a><br />
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Good luck Sally!<br />
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So it wasn't until coming back to England that I had the chance to use the site again. After much experimenting, I have found that Twitter can be a great source of real-time news. Following friends, news agencies, people of influence, and even celebrities, allows you to have a constant stream of up-to-the-second news at your fingertips. And with added extras such as <a href="http://paper.li/">paper.li</a> you can have a custom-made daily newspaper created for you just from the people you follow and the subjects they link to. That is not to say there is a fair share of pointless babble on the site, but alas, I am addicted.<br />
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There is also a powerful search function where you can search for any topic imaginable and see what people are saying about it. It also means anybody can stumble across your Twitter feed. It just so happened a couple of creative people came across my feed a few weeks ago when I was writing, what I thought was a throw away tweet, about the Large Hadron Collider being turned up to 11 for the first time (<a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2010/03/100330-large-hadron-collider-lhc-record-higgs-boson/">here</a> is the news story if you can't remember). They transformed this Tweet into an illustration: <br />
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If you are on Twitter, or even if you aren't, then feel free to follow me for real-time drivel from yours truly: <a href="http://twitter.com/laowaichris">http://twitter.com/laowaichris</a> And if you would like to see more tweets transformed into illustrations, then you can follow Irkafirka: <a href="http://twitter.com/irkafirka">http://twitter.com/irkafirka </a>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-83037676139152692102010-06-15T10:58:00.002+01:002010-06-15T12:22:57.657+01:00You Are Reading a "Terrific Teaching Abroad Blog"!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-size: small;">I found out today my blog has been featured in a list of <a href="http://www.accreditedonlinecolleges.com/blog/2010/50-terrific-teaching-abroad-blogs/">50 Terrific Teaching Abroad Blogs</a> on AccreditedOnlineColleges.com. I am very flattered, surprised and thankful of this. Since returning home I have neglected the blog a little due to concentrating on studying (which also includes concentrating on EVERY distraction possible instead of studying), but this has spurred me on to continue writing. I have so much more to write about my time in China and Kimi's journey to the UK, it would be wasteful to stop now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Thanks again AccreditedOnlineColleges.com! </span>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-13912170363583641132010-05-20T20:41:00.003+01:002010-05-20T22:24:20.361+01:00Driving Lessons<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S_WP5Lch-xI/AAAAAAAADJA/r4qt_2flDDs/s1600/P1040945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S_WP5Lch-xI/AAAAAAAADJA/r4qt_2flDDs/s200/P1040945.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>Sorry about the lack of blog posts of late, I've got so much to Blog about but less time do it. On top of the studies I mentioned in <a href="http://laowaichris.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-school.html">an earlier post</a>, a couple of weeks ago I decided to add to the pile with a hefty wad of driving lessons. A lot of my time has been taken up with all of this -- more so now as my first Counselling essay is due in by the 1st of June (insert panic here).<br />
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I received my provisional licence more than 7 years ago, and also my 17th birthday present from my parents was payment for some driving lessons. Due to having little desire to drive at the time, and then not needing it while at university, and later being too scared to do it in China; it's only now that I feel driving is something that is needed in my life -- especially considering the ridiculously high cost of public transport in the UK.<br />
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I've been having quite an intensive course of lessons so far, and in many ways I am quite enjoying the driving experience, but I have noticed I have some kind of in built hesitation about other road users -- I wonder if my time in Wenzhou played a part in that?<br />
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There is certainly a rather large difference between driving in the UK and in China. In Wenzhou the traffic is usually so consistently busy that the speed is generally quite low. In the UK, with there being considerably less people, the speed is generally faster, which could also lead to more fatal accidents. But, there is a big but here, the following of law and order on the roads is almost completely ignored in China (really I'm only commenting on Wenzhou and Hangzhou here as I have much less experience with other cities). I saw all sorts of collisions in my time in Wenzhou, from the very minor to the very severe. For that, I certainly admire my girlfriend, Kimi's success of driving on the roads. I think I'd be too scared to ever drive there (as you can see below). <br />
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This brings me onto thinking about what this blog is actually for. As I have said previously I am mainly using this to keep a record of my studying, Kimi (my girlfriend who is eventually coming to live with me in the UK), and my memories of almost 1 year in China which I had no opportunity to blog about. But, I shouldn't stop writing about the place I live in, I have named this blog "Laowai in England" after all. I used to write a majority of blog posts about Wenzhou, so it is only natural to continue writing about the new -- but also old -- place I'm living in now.<br />
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First of all, this is my home:<br />
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</tbody></table>I have lived in this house all of my life, with my parents, twin sister, and cats, before heading off to the PRC in 2007 -- and I took so much for granted. Don't get me wrong, I loved living in my <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SeKoRkB76kI/AAAAAAAAB3E/_n4xBSKxfGU/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG">16th floor apartment in Wenzhou</a>, but now I am back, I truly am thankful for the most simple of things:<br />
<ul><li><b>Central heating</b>. The "Wen" in Wenzhou actually means warm, and it's true. Wenzhou is warm, and sometimes very very hot, and this is for most of the year. But not <i>all </i>of the year. From around November to March (ish), the temperature can drop. Nothing too dramatic, but when none of the apartments in the city have central heating, be prepared to wear your coat indoors (I never got used to that). Alas, I wasted plenty of money on using a tiny fan heater just to heat my feet in bed at night.</li>
<li><b>Quietness.</b> Something which really began to grate living in the centre of a busy city, was the noise. I was genuinely at the end of my tether when it came to being woken up for the millionth time by fireworks, car horns, shouting, alarms etc. I truly believe that silence is golden, especially at night time. I am certainly thankful for this. </li>
<li><b>A soft mattress. </b>I have yet to find a bed in a Chinese home that doesn't have a mattress as hard as wood. I know that a firm mattress is supposed to be much better for our bodies, but the comfort factor is 0. I want a bed to feel like it's one long hug!</li>
<li><b>Drinkable Tap Water. </b>Not such a big deal this one, as it's quite easy to boil up some water and drink it, and using the water when brushing teeth is not a problem really. But occasionally, I got very sick for very short periods of time, and I could only think it was one of two things: Food or Water. As I used the running water daily, and many times in a day, there was quite a chance that it was making me do horrible things to my toilet. How often have you accidentally gulped some water when washing your hair? </li>
</ul>This was not meant as a rant, and I am not complaining about China, but these are just some things which I took for granted my whole life, but now am hugely grateful for. Of course there are things I took for granted in China which now I miss very much too -- I'll save that for another post.Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-36824062387491748412010-04-25T21:56:00.000+01:002010-04-25T21:56:17.307+01:00MollyOne of many things I missed while away in China was my cats. Unfortunately our number of 3 is now down to 1. But here's a short video I made of Molly -- who is now almost 17 years old -- enjoying some <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catnip">Catnip</a> on my bed.<br />
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</tbody></table> One of the main reasons I decided to come home was because I felt a strong urge to study again. I really did enjoy teaching a lot, but felt it wasn't fulfilling my purpose in life. After months and months of procrastinating, I finally came to the conclusion of something that may fill that gap: Hypnotherapy and Counselling. Although I originally studied a music degree at university, and I do still have a great passion for music, I feel that I don't want it as the core of my working life (part-time would be nice!).<br />
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There are many reasons I have chosen these subjects, but primarily I feel that having a job where you can actually make some sort of a difference to somebody's life is incredibly meaningful. Also, from my experience of teaching at Web, I have found that I am most comfortable working with either one person or with small groups of people. This, along with a list of other reasons, has brought me to studying Hypnotherapy and Counselling. I have now started both courses and am finding them greatly interesting, and even exciting -- especially the Hypnotherapy course. A huge variety of problems can be successfully treated with this therapy, from anxiety and addictions, to phobias and obsessive compulsive disorder. The feeling of having it done -- and doing it -- is by itself a worthwhile experience. Many people believe that you are actually asleep while under hypnosis, but this is a myth. The best way I can describe it is that of the short period of time when you are just about to drift off to sleep; still consciously aware, but relaxing into the first stage of sleep. Once the session is over you feel so very relaxed, but also refreshed and ready to do anything. <br />
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At the moment I couldn't be enjoying these classes more, I can't wait for the next ones (I wish school could have been more like this). I have even finished all of my homework assignments long before I needed to.<br />
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Now, I just need to find a job to continue funding the courses.... Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-33552202662509277432010-04-14T11:17:00.004+01:002010-04-17T23:36:33.163+01:00When the Bombs Fell<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S8WOs-z-GFI/AAAAAAAADGQ/QztfftI-lKQ/s1600/P1040582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S8WOs-z-GFI/AAAAAAAADGQ/QztfftI-lKQ/s320/P1040582.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
This year February 14th to many people was Valentine's Day, but to even more people it was also Chinese New Year. Unlike the previous year, I was prepared for what was to come this time, the noise! I certainly wasn't disappointed, if anything it was even louder, and more unrepentant than the year before. A couple of sleepless nights came to me and Kimi, but it didn't really matter as the daytime was mainly spent eating and drinking, and eating more, and drinking more, and eating a little bit more (and then being sick). <br />
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If I had to describe Chinese New Year in as few words as possible <b>before</b> I came to live in China, I would have said something like: "Dancing dragons, celebrations in the street, fireworks". But after living in China, I would now say: "Fireworks, money, fireworks, family, fireworks, food, fireworks, more food, fireworks drink, fireworks, TV".<br />
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On new year's eve, I decided to take a short walk outside as midnight beckoned. There was an annual television show playing, which is quite a large draw in China. It is a variety show of sorts, with many singers, comedians, dancers, and a magician (doing tricks from the 80's) all having their own segment where they can wow the largest audience in the world. It is mostly performed live, but some of the bigger stars usually decide to mime their way through a performance or pre-record their part (e.g. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faye_Wong">Faye Wong</a>). Anyway, the show was going through an incredibly tiresome comedy sketch, and for some reason the English subtitles on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CCTV_9">CCTV9</a> only stretched so far as to explain the premise of the sketch instead of just translating what was happening -- lazy! So, as I said, I decided to take a stroll outside, with my camera. What I experienced was nothing short of terrifying. It was as close as I could imagine to being in a war zone. The culmination of all the fireworks simultaneously going off around the centre of the city made it sound and feel like bombs dropping from the sky. And by the way, these fireworks were not an organised display, this was a free-for-all. I even saw somebody firing them out of their apartment window.<br />
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The following day -- New Year's Day -- Kimi and I went to have a very enjoyable family meal at her uncle and aunt's home. They very kindly cooked an assortment of vegetarian dishes for me, and at one point I didn't think it was going to end. New dish after new dish was coming, but as they were all so delicious, I just stuffed myself. And of course, I had to do my fair share of drinking. On more than one occasion I have sat down at a dinner table and a bottle of red wine has been presented to me which I am expected to drink all of. This time was no exception. <br />
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</tbody></table>Alas, the fireworks didn't stop, but we were shown a new year's ceremony where food was given to Buddha, drums were drummed, and a paper boat was paraded around. For me, it was refreshing to see some real traditional elements playing a part in between the eating and drinking -- even if I didn't understand why some of it was happening.<br />
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</tbody></table>Other days in the week were spent very much along the same lines. More eating, more drinking, and more listening to the cracks and bangs of fireworks outside. We also met Kimi's uncle's new dog, a beautiful Golden Retriever:<br />
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I didn't intend to write all of this, what I was really getting around to in this blog post was telling you about the short video I edited together in response to the aforementioned fireworks. It shouldn't come as a surprise that I called it: "China Bombings":<br />
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<object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xn0-7SNGgEM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xn0-7SNGgEM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-41583697752566516082010-04-09T20:40:00.001+01:002010-06-15T11:11:42.741+01:00For Sale: China Photo<b>Edit: Sold!</b> <br />
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My father is a picture framer and photographer who frequently sells his own pictures in his shop. His website (which hasn't been updated for a while) is <a href="http://www.sealpoint-photo.com/index.htm">here</a>. After looking at some of my pictures from China, he surprised me today by framing one of them. Tomorrow it will be available to buy in the shop for the considerable price of £67. I am very flattered to think that any picture of mine could actually be bought by someone. The shot is a close-up of some colourful hair-pins I found in Shanghai when my sister visited me last May (an event which I will blog about very soon).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Get it while you can</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-74703671361535759372010-04-08T14:40:00.001+01:002010-04-08T22:19:36.140+01:00Running with Nike+Today I did my first run using the quite remarkable Nike+. For those who don't know, Nike+ is a system of planning, tracking, and measuring runs while listening to your favourite -- or most motivational -- music. To do this you need to buy a few things first:<br />
<ul><li>An iPod Nano and <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Apple-Nike-iPod-Sport-Kit/dp/B002WGX19C/ref=dp_ob_title_ce?ie=UTF8&qid=1270755390&sr=8-2">Nike+ Sports Kit </a>(which consists of an oval-shaped sensor and a rectangular receiver that connects to the iPod) </li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alternatively, if you have an iPhone or iPod touch you only need to buy the sensor -- which is half the price on its own</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>Also, to make full use of Nike+ you can sign up to the <a href="http://nikerunning.nike.com/">Nike running website</a> where you have the option to choose training programs, make a calorie/distance/speed goal, or compete with friends on the site. I am currently trying a program that will train me to run a 5 km marathon within 3 months.<br />
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So far so good, but Nike still wants you to purchase more of its gear before you can actually hit the concrete: a pair of Nike+ shoes please. The only reason you need a special pair of trainers is because Nike (or someone in a sweatshop in China) have carved out a small oval-shaped hole in the left shoe under the innersole where the sensor sits (see below).<br />
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Of course, a quick look on <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Delectronics&field-keywords=nike%2B+sensor+holder&x=0&y=0">Amazon</a> will show you that if you already have a favourite pair of running shoes there are numerous pouches and holders that will adapt your shoes for the sensor.<br />
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Now you've got the gear, got the shoes, and signed up to the site. Ready to go? Not quite. I personally find that the earphones supplied with iPods can fall out quite easily (as tested when running for buses, trains, planes, etc). A good pair of speciality running earphones are probably in order. I went for a pair of <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sennheiser-PMX-80-Sport-II/dp/B001EZTJ34">Sennheiser PMX 80 Sport headphones</a>. They loop around your ears and behind your head so they don't move at all when running. After my first run today I can tell you they work perfectly, completely solid, no jittering, and crisp clear audio.<br />
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</tbody></table> Surely there's nothing else to buy? Well, maybe one more thing. You need somewhere to put the iPod as you're bounding around the streets. Placing it in a pocket could be OK, but the iPod is so small it could easily fall out if you don't have a zip. The solution is either to hold it or buy an arm strap:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can be bought for just a few £'s from eBay or Amazon</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>And that's it -- well, apart from the actual running! As I mentioned earlier, today was my very first session using all of this newly bought technology. I certainly felt like a runner, and I kind of looked like a runner, but after a few minutes on the road I literally thought I was going to die. I just about managed to finish my target of 1.7 km, but I have no idea how I'm going to do the 3.2 km that's waiting for me on Saturday. I did find the option of a "power song" (where you press the centre button on the iPod and it plays your most motivational song) helped for a short time when I started to lose power, and the inner-geek in me finds some motivation in uploading runs and keeping track of my progress. Overall I am very impressed with how it works, and once it's all running, how easy it is to use. <br />
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Here's hoping I'll still be alive to do 5 km in 3 months....<br />
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P.S. Although it may look like it, I am not an employee of Nike or Amazon!!Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-22183662367299879622010-04-05T21:52:00.004+01:002010-04-05T22:53:29.948+01:00I'm Alive....<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just to prove I am indeed living</td></tr>
</tbody></table>....because you may have thought I was dead considering it's been almost 11 months since my last blog post! <br />
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I'm sure you can guess the reason for my absence by just reading said previous blog post. Just one thing stopped me from writing pages and pages of more drivel: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_great_firewall_of_china">The Great Firewall of China</a>. I did try to use a proxy server (a computer network that will connect to websites on your behalf making it look like you are in another country), but found that the terribly slow speed and lack of security was too much of an issue to ignore. After a few failed attempts at logging onto Blogger I very quickly learnt to live without blogging in my life. I could have tried an alternate website, but the fear I had of other blog sites being blocked put me off. You see, Blogger was just the beginning of a new internet crackdown in China. <a href="http://twitter.com/laowaichris">Twitter </a>and Facebook soon faced the axe, and even <a href="http://www.imdb.com/">IMDB</a> was blocked at one point. It seemed no site on the planet was safe from the over-sensitive internet police of China. <br />
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"How can you be writing this blog post now?" I hear you ask (oh no, that's just the voice inside my head). Well, two weeks ago I managed to climb over the wall and escape to the safe island state of the United Kingdom -- which really means I've come back home. It was not an easy decision to make by any means, but I felt the right time had come. Almost 3 years in China had flown by so incredibly quickly, I could very easily see myself staying in the same position in another 3 years, and then 6 years, and then 12 ye....you get the idea. Another factor that was calling me to leave was because I had finally decided on something I genuinely would like to study and do as a career. I was just torn as to whether to stay in China for longer or not. The itch to make a change became too much and I took the plunge of leaving the life, love, and friends I had made. Now, back home with my family in Manchester, England, I am starting on a brand new path by studying two subjects that will lead to the career I really want: Counselling and Hypnotherapy.<br />
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The most difficult part of leaving was having to part from Kimi, my girlfriend. She had known for a very long time that I hadn't intended to live in China forever, and she was a big deciding factor as to whether I should come home now or not. Luckily for me she was very supportive and understanding about my decision. Now we are working on the long arduous visa process so that she can finally come and live with me here. For the next 12 months we have planned to make sure we see each other via holidays. She will come on holiday in summer and I will go on holiday back to China at the end of the year. It is by no means a perfect solution, but it's the best we can do considering the circumstances.<br />
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That's pretty much my life updated. Next blog post will be sometime in 2011 then....<br />
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Not really! In fact I have a host of subjects I would like to write about over the coming months. As mentioned above, I will certainly be updating progress on Kimi's move to the UK over the next year; I will continue to write about China as I still have almost one year's worth of stories to look back on (which was also the reason I decided not to start a completely new blog); Also, I would like to document my progress with regards to studying, job hunting, and living in the UK -- something which is quite removed from life in China. But the main reason I have decided to start writing on my blog again is the same reason I started blogging in the first place: to keep a diary.<br />
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In all honesty I have sorely missed doing this, just writing about anything seems to rattle the dust from my mind. I look forward to more blogs to come. <br />
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P.S. If anybody is reading, then I hope you like the new design -- it took me bloody ages!!Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-14669753965262042852009-05-22T04:15:00.016+01:002010-04-05T15:09:45.835+01:00Blogked<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S7nSZyx03II/AAAAAAAADCg/aZrjxn2xSiw/s1600-h/5%20Apr%202010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="95" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/S7nSZyx03II/AAAAAAAADCg/aZrjxn2xSiw/s320/5%20Apr%202010.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
For seven days our beloved Blogger Website has been blocked all over China. Thus, I haven't posted anything for a while. Whenever I try to connect to this site I always end up with this kind of message:<br />
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Rather than outright tell you that the site you want to access has been blocked by the government big wigs, they make it so it just looks like a usual connection difficulty. But when that message pops up for the 100th time you begin to realise that it is not the case.<br />
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The same goes for YouTube, Amnesty International, Wikipedia (partially), and about a million more websties. Try Googling something"sensitive" like: "Tibet Protests", and after clicking on a link you will soon find that the site is blocked once again. This can also cause a domino effect and within a matter of seconds every single page you try and open will also be blocked (but only for a few minutes).<br />
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I do not know the real reason why The Great Firewall of China has chosen Blogger as its next target, but I have a good idea: The 20th anniversary of the Tiananmen Square protests. It is possible that many bloggers around this time will be writing all sorts of posts about this historical even that China would prefer is forgotten about. In fact, a lot of young people I have spoken to have no idea what actually happened during the protests.<br />
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I'm accessing Blogger now using a proxy tool for Firefox called Gladder, the only problem is that it's painfully slow and very often tells me that some pages don't exist. It's been so frustrating to use that when I tried to post this article a few days ago I got so fed up that I just quit.<br />
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We'll see if things get better soon....Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-51916073613239361682009-05-15T03:29:00.006+01:002009-05-15T08:28:32.598+01:00Silence IS Golden<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sg0UW9n5K0I/AAAAAAAAB-I/WP4OJd1LcQc/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sg0UW9n5K0I/AAAAAAAAB-I/WP4OJd1LcQc/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335943518235470658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Me, before Chinese New Year and the construction work</span><br /></div><br />When I returned from the UK at the end of January it was Chinese New Year, and the fireworks were exploding every other minute. This was fine -- until I had to start work. The celebrations didn't end after the one week holiday, they continued for more than half a month more. Bed time would come and all I could hear would be people playing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahjong">Ma <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jiang</span></a> or cards while shouting to each other, and the fireworks of course. The talking (shouting) would sometimes last all night, and because the walls are practically made from paper they might as well have been in my apartment doing it. As for the fireworks, they would be set off at random intervals throughout the night, maybe a dozen at 1am, a few at 3:30am, and then a whole bunch of them at 7am. I would be sleeping in the quiet spots only to be woken up time after time. It got to the point where I just couldn't get to sleep sometimes because of the noise. It was driving me crazy.<br /><br />After 15 days the noise did start to die down which was a huge relief, the talking stopped and the fireworks were stowed away for another year (or wedding or funeral). However, I still found it difficult to sleep just because of my previous experiences, I was continually waiting for something to wake me up, and it left me feeling restless (after talking about this with others I have found that all but two of the foreign teachers at Web have also experienced very similar things). After a couple of weeks more of so-so sleeps, I started to worry I wouldn't sleep properly again. Then my mum told me of a supplement called <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valerian_%28herb%29">Valerian</a> which isn't a sleeping pill, but a natural sedative. It has no side effects unlike the sleeping drugs, and is actually beneficial in many other ways. Surprisingly I found a bottle of the stuff in my local pharmacy. I started taking it and found that it really did work, I was feeling much more relaxed and started to sleep better.<br /><br />This was a couple of months ago, and now I'm sleeping just like normal again thanks to the lack of noise and the Valerian. I've even recommended it to other teachers at Web and now three of them are all using it and have found beneficial results. The fact is, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Wenzhou</span> -- like so many other cities in China -- is developing so quickly that it is permanently noisy. For people like me who have been brought up in relative silence at night time, it can be difficult sometimes.<div><br /></div><div>Another reason <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wenzhou</span> can be incredibly noisy at night is something I spoke about before (<a href="http://laowaichris.blogspot.com/2008/11/sound-of-progress-and-christmas.html">here</a>): construction work. I had been living in my apartment for almost a year without any <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">interfering</span> work -- until March this year. Two construction sites <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">suddenly</span> began working throughout the day, it was loud but not a problem. Then one night I noticed the work didn't finish, it just kept going, all night. I was really quite angry about this and asked <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Kimi</span> to complain. She called up the local government office only for them to tell her that they had given the site permission to work all night. Up until now it has happened on nine or ten occasions, two nights ago was the worst. It was so bad I had to sleep on the sofa in my living room with tissue stuck in my ears. It is completely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">unbelievable</span> how common people have absolutely no rights whatsoever. If the government wants to do something they will, regardless of whether it causes hundreds of people to have a sleepless night. Can we do anything about it? Not a chance. Unfortunately this is cost of living in a country and city which is developing at the speed of light. In the mean time I hope I find an apartment which is sound proofed from head to toe.<br /></div>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-65653777133255537232009-05-13T04:29:00.003+01:002009-05-15T08:27:59.451+01:00Happy Birthday MumHappy Birthday, I hope you had a treat like this (and I'm glad you liked my gift):<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sg0ZPZ0Cn-I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/pWFsRRilgsA/s1600-h/Ice+Cream.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sg0ZPZ0Cn-I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/pWFsRRilgsA/s400/Ice+Cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335948885921800162" border="0" /></a><br />This is actually something that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kimi</span> bought a few weeks ago from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Haagen</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Dazs</span>. Unlike in the UK the ice cream chain has cafes in China. They don't just serve only scoops of ice cream as you can see, but something rather more <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/Posh?r=75">posh</a>. It also doesn't come cheap, this item off the menu cost a staggering 230 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">RMB</span> (£23). <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kimi</span> was given a bonus at work and felt like flaunting the money, I had no objections whatsoever.Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-73384083116547704572009-05-12T16:06:00.000+01:002009-05-12T17:17:03.386+01:00Long Time No BlogI've been having withdrawal <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">symptoms</span> from my blog recently as I've just not written anything for more than a week. The reason is very simple, the time I used to spend writing on my blog has been spent doing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">exercise</span> or going out. There's only one thing I can think of to remedy the problem: get up earlier -- which for me, is easier said than done. <div><br /></div><div>As of today the weather in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wenzhou</span> has soared. It is literally boiling outside and inside the Web office the air conditioner is on full power. Although the heat is climbing above 30 degrees centigrade the weather is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">consistently</span> beautiful. A couple of days ago Johann and I went to a local park just walking distance from my home. I couldn't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">believe</span> I had never been before. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have always thought that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Wenzhou</span> is a terrible place for two groups of people: the old, and the disabled. This is because quite frankly, the outside world is incredibly dangerous. The park was the first time I had seen a place that is suitable for all groups of people. It was almost like the whole area was dedicated to senior citizens, it was perfect. There were areas for badminton, massages (not the bad kind), Chinese opera, debates, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tai</span> Chi, and of course sitting (something which is lacking everywhere else in the city). The children also weren't left out of the equation, there was also a small train running through the park, and a small play area. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm also quite intrigued at how every single temple I have visited recently seems to be almost brand new. There are barely any genuinely old building remaining in the city. I can only imaging these buildings were torn down previously and then in recent years it was decided to put them back again. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here are a few pictures from the park:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmehI7P3DI/AAAAAAAAB8k/U75USFpaLKY/s1600-h/P1010345.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmehI7P3DI/AAAAAAAAB8k/U75USFpaLKY/s320/P1010345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334969525765921842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Spot the toupee of the year on the man at the back (it's not a hat) </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sgme9JGaxCI/AAAAAAAAB8s/dvy2uPMb2WI/s1600-h/P1010350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sgme9JGaxCI/AAAAAAAAB8s/dvy2uPMb2WI/s320/P1010350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334970006849111074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Grass is a rare treat in Wenzhou</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmfX8SAlTI/AAAAAAAAB80/Saeyem_kZwg/s1600-h/P1010358.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmfX8SAlTI/AAAAAAAAB80/Saeyem_kZwg/s320/P1010358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334970467264533810" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div><div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmfxmvSfLI/AAAAAAAAB88/1LXGFDWhtvQ/s1600-h/P1010368.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmfxmvSfLI/AAAAAAAAB88/1LXGFDWhtvQ/s320/P1010368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334970908158360754" border="0" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmgB0ClpDI/AAAAAAAAB9E/a6I4d7MWkdk/s1600-h/P1010371.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmgB0ClpDI/AAAAAAAAB9E/a6I4d7MWkdk/s320/P1010371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334971186606875698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The dog didn't like me very much</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmgU8j7T0I/AAAAAAAAB9M/ytA4cWaz9k4/s1600-h/P1010377.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/SgmgU8j7T0I/AAAAAAAAB9M/ytA4cWaz9k4/s320/P1010377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334971515311705922" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">If only people took notice of this<br /></span></div><br />Now I just hope the weather doesn't climb too much more before my sister arrives here in a few weeks.</div></div></div></div>Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6341362141780490822.post-40860680513565871532009-05-04T03:24:00.033+01:002009-05-06T08:23:36.775+01:00Labour Day -- A Trip to the ZooThe first of May -- like so many other countries -- is labour day in China. The national holidays are perfect times to travel and see new parts of China, the only problem is that everybody else has the same idea too. When you have a country with more than a billion people occupying it, this can be a problem.<br /><br />When I came to China on holiday in 2007 I landed in Shanghai on the 1st of May (when the holiday was still 7 days). It was a shock to the senses seeing so many people in one place. I can remember walking along The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bund</span></span> with my friend, Richard only to get mobbed by a group of people wanting to take our picture:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf5bTkQnXoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/DbPVhkTPYU8/s1600-h/03052007%28002%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf5bTkQnXoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/DbPVhkTPYU8/s320/03052007%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799400562253442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">We were stuck against a wall at this point</span><br /><br /></div>Last year I was in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hong</span></span> Kong for the May holiday, waiting nervously to apply for my working visa. There had been rumours circulating that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hong</span></span> Kong wasn't giving the visas due to restrictions for the Olympics. Luckily for me I did receive my visa in the end, but it was slightly nerve-racking waiting in the office for 3 hours to find out if I'd been successful or not. My short trip in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Hong</span></span> Kong was much more civilized than the year before, and I even managed to meet up with two good friends, Mona and Mabel.<br /><br />This year I stayed in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Wenzhou</span></span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Kimi</span></span> and I, with Johann and his girlfriend decided to take a walk up <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Wenzhou's</span></span> Snow Mountain (which I'm <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">quite</span> sure never has any snow). We took a pleasant walk around a garden area, a large and very new Buddhist temple, and then the zoo. I was a bit wary about visiting the zoo because I imagined the conditions might not be up to much. I was proven wrong in most cases, it was very well maintained and most of the animals had good environments to live in. I was only <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">disappointed</span> at the amount of rubbish people had thrown into their habitats to try and get the animals to do something.<br /><br />As predicted there were tonnes of people <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">crammed</span> into every crevasse and corner, most of them from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Wenzhou</span></span>, but I guessed that a lot of them had come from the outskirts of the city. I say this because throughout the day at every minute I was hearing the word "foreigner" spoken, many people were stunned to see us. I heard the word in the only three variations I know: "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Laowai</span></span>" (informal Chinese), "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Waiguoren</span></span>" (Chinese), and "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Vaiganen</span></span>" (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Wenzhou</span></span> Dialect, I have no idea how to spell it in Pinyin). I've always found it funny why strangers in the street will just shout out the word "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">foreigner</span>"if they see one, what <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">compels</span> them to say it out loud rather than in their mind?<br /><br />The day was long, tiring, but hugely enjoyable. It was also good to see another side of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Wenzhou</span> than the usual cars, drilling, and general chaos that is prevalent in the city centre. Surprisingly, a lot of what we saw was actually very beautiful. Here is the day in pictures:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8EmMe1J4I/AAAAAAAAB5s/k7N038PkSS4/s1600-h/P1010147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8EmMe1J4I/AAAAAAAAB5s/k7N038PkSS4/s320/P1010147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331985538062034818" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8Fp_QmZZI/AAAAAAAAB50/H6QixHpiJzY/s1600-h/P1010157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8Fp_QmZZI/AAAAAAAAB50/H6QixHpiJzY/s320/P1010157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331986702743790994" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8F_mBL71I/AAAAAAAAB58/OTKQzDo7hvw/s1600-h/P1010164.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8F_mBL71I/AAAAAAAAB58/OTKQzDo7hvw/s320/P1010164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331987073925377874" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8GqlT0S2I/AAAAAAAAB6E/VGAfYaxGrSU/s1600-h/P1010168.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8GqlT0S2I/AAAAAAAAB6E/VGAfYaxGrSU/s320/P1010168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331987812469459810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8HHavDpnI/AAAAAAAAB6M/YYiUsejlMDQ/s1600-h/P1010184.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8HHavDpnI/AAAAAAAAB6M/YYiUsejlMDQ/s320/P1010184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331988307847128690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8H6paTDbI/AAAAAAAAB6U/o4VC0_aS5j0/s1600-h/P1010191.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8NoS7N0tI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wYE8BI-tzcM/s320/P1010270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331995469756093138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8OUbdLDmI/AAAAAAAAB7k/OC_Y5yfZSpA/s1600-h/P1010273.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8OUbdLDmI/AAAAAAAAB7k/OC_Y5yfZSpA/s320/P1010273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331996227960245858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8OwXuR-8I/AAAAAAAAB7s/f4evaNxSTT0/s1600-h/P1010280.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8OwXuR-8I/AAAAAAAAB7s/f4evaNxSTT0/s320/P1010280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331996707994598338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8PJWXrBwI/AAAAAAAAB70/ZOaDfuEFfhw/s1600-h/P1010290.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8PJWXrBwI/AAAAAAAAB70/ZOaDfuEFfhw/s320/P1010290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331997137128064770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8PlsAWPkI/AAAAAAAAB78/S7iGyVUa_UM/s1600-h/P1010304.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8PlsAWPkI/AAAAAAAAB78/S7iGyVUa_UM/s320/P1010304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331997623972150850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8P74-woXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/i4CzCv9uVF8/s1600-h/P1010314.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8P74-woXI/AAAAAAAAB8E/i4CzCv9uVF8/s320/P1010314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331998005412274546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8QR5SO5iI/AAAAAAAAB8M/sXmlat9q5yY/s1600-h/P1010315.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8QR5SO5iI/AAAAAAAAB8M/sXmlat9q5yY/s320/P1010315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331998383451072034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8QdUbpCNI/AAAAAAAAB8U/w0Tck9fLodM/s1600-h/P1010325.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj-Yw59KBps/Sf8QdUbpCNI/AAAAAAAAB8U/w0Tck9fLodM/s320/P1010325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331998579716851922" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Labour Day!Christopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671311883343642773noreply@blogger.com7