After a whirlwind of activity we finally have had a weekend of nesting and settling in to make our apartment feel like home. The shipment from Africa with our 25 boxes arrived a few weeks ago, all intact expect for the ear of the 5 foot tall giraffe which was easily fixed with a bit of glue. Pulling things out of boxes elicited a range of feelings from exasperation (Why did I pack that??) to excitement (Yes, I’ve needed that...) to sentimentalism (Oh, I remember that.) So our African artifacts have blended with the shells from Long Island, the scrolls from Hong Kong, the paintings from Vietnam, pictures of family and our recently acquired plants. Yes, it is a multi-cultural experience, but if things can co-exist in our house, then maybe they can get along in the wider world!
Billy has been busy getting all the electronics set up, hiding all the wires and making everything easily accessible, not to mention drilling holes and being the general fixit man that he does so well. While I was away for a week, he decided to turn our master bedroom into a gym. I must say, that it has worked out really well - it’s a great space and now contains our spin bike from Hong Kong, an elliptical machine, floor mats, exercise toys and DVD player (I drew the line at mirrors)! So now, we can easily go the the gym without even leaving the house! So the weekend started with a trip to the largest IKEA in China which opened a couple of months ago. Our Mandarin tutor named Monica, (a Chinese university student majoring in English literature), a fellow teacher named Linden, Billy and I made the journey. It starts by having to call a driver or taxi to get us there - it’s about a 20-30 minute drive. Now driving in China is a whole experience that’s hard to describe. There are wonderful roads, all signed and striped but no one pays any attention to those details! Driving is a totally yin and yang experience - drivers give and take with some Eastern sensing that seems to work most of the time. We just put on the seatbelt (if there is one) and don’t watch too closely! Monica has never been to Ikea so she’s accompanying us to get a shot of English culture. So we’re now in Ikea, the driver is prepared to wait the 2-3 hours for us to shop and eat dinner then drive us home. We enter the expat zone - a weird feeling of never really knowing where you are - there are mostly Chinese people around, all the language is Chinese, but all the furnishings are Western and there are English Christmas Carols playing throughout the store - culture clash at its best! We wander the huge store for an hour picking up a few necessities and a few non-necessities, then eat Swedish meatballs with mashed potatoes for dinner! We’re back home around 9:00 and catch the end of the movie “Wild Hogs” on cable TV. It makes us want to rent a motorcycle and drive the US - without getting into all the antics of the movie. :) Saturday is a total nesting day - doing laundry (we have a washer, but no dryer, so clothes are put outside or hung around the house), organizing our closets and sorting out the last of the things from Africa. It’s great to finally start feeling like we are making a home. The heater is on in the front rooms, it’s drizzly and cold outside, but snug and warm inside. In the late afternoon we walk down to the foot massage place near our school. This just opened last month and we already have a VIP card! Outside, it’s cool with misty rain as we walk the 2 miles down to the salon. The foot massage merits its own complete blog entry, so more about that another time. After an hour of bliss we walk with lighter steps down to a local Chinese restaurant for a quick dinner. The relaxing massage music is quickly dissipated with the roar from the restaurant where the title floors and cement walls multiply the cacophony of Chinese voices and where a couple of huge round tables hold about 30 people in high celebratory moods plus a number of others at smaller tables. We can actually speak a few words of recognizable Chinese now, but this menu does have poor English translations and pictures that we can point to if our Chinese is not understandable. Portions are huge and very inexpensive so 2 dishes and a bit of rice are more than we can eat. On the way home, we stop at the local grocery to pick up some staples - fruit, vegies, juice, eggs make their way into our basket. Local items are good quality and reasonably priced. We bring our own bags because China has led the way in banning plastic bags - you can still get a plastic bag if you want one, but you are charged for it. Again it’s about 9:00 when we get home. Sunday sees a late sleep-in with a visit to the in-house gym. Then a very relaxing day of indoor activities. Another cool and gray day makes the pot of beans on the stove a welcoming warm meal. So here we are now, Sunday evening getting ready to start another busy week. Ann leaves for Singapore on Friday for a week of training with the Apple computer people - really looking forward to that! |