Thursday, February 25, 2010

whirlwind vacation

Jiangmen, Chileen, Macau, Hong Kong. 1 week - okay, not in that order specifically, but you get the picture.

Even though I am a city person, I find I revert back to a bit of the village hick whenever I visit my ancestoral village.

Apparently, when I am excited and telling a story, I rub my nose and pick my ear. I have no idea I do this, and I'm sure it's more disgusting than it sounds (at least I hope so), but I do it quite often, or so I've been told.

Although this is only my second time back to the village, I find it comforting that I have distant family that love me as if I was their son. The warmth they have for me is infectious, and I really do have this weird tingling feeling of regret whenever I leave.

The bigger Jiangmen city that adjacents my village? I'm not sure what to make of it yet. While it is much nicer than I remembered it to be 10 years ago, I am definitely meerly a visitor.

I hate the pushy Chinese people that surround me, but after hearing some of the stories by my aunt in Chileen, I totally understand and sympathize with why they are rude and such "go-getters" in everything they do, even if it's queuing (especially!) up in a line.

Yes, China is a thriving, booming country. We were only in a little city in a small part of China, and I can see that. However Westerners who think China has become the land of milk and honey is so very wrong.

I will miss my time here, and always wish I was living back in HK, but the reality of that might not happen.

Anyway, I'm babbling, so I'll end it here for now.


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