I pack up my gym bag and stand, hesitant. I could easily walk out of the locker room and be on my way. Or I could do the thing I’ve been thinking about for a solid five minutes and talk to her. I take a tentative step towards her and a small voice I don’t recognize as my own begins to pour from my mouth: “ 你时yoga老师马？” (ni shi yoga laoshi ma? / you are a yoga teacher?)
I’ve lived here almost a year now. It’s hard to believe, but at this time last year I still didn’t have a visa! As we prepare for another (shorter) visit home, I’m taking stock of how far I’ve come. Some things still catch me off guard here in China, like… Misused or missing HVAC systems –… Continue reading Adapted and unadapted
At the end of June, Andy and I decided we were sick of Chinese food. Even though we have found a few lovely little Chinese restaurants nearby, the same old, same old was dull. We missed food from home… so we started asking ourselves where we could get some real American food—not Chinesified American food… Continue reading Independence Day in Shanghai
I spent this past weekend dogsitting. A friend asked me last week if I could watch his two pups Pepper and Casper while he was away. His wife and daughter are out of town, so I was happy to have the opportunity. I miss my dog Trixie so, so much, and I miss seeing dogs… Continue reading Dogsitting and counting
I just returned from a long (long) day at the dragon boat races. In late May/early June–the fifth day of the fifth month in the lunar calendar–Chinese all over the world celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. The origin stories for this festival vary, depending on region, but most have to do with concepts and values of… Continue reading Team Rudderless
Then she took my hand.
I was a little startled, but I let her hold my fingers. She talked to me like I could understand her. (I couldn’t.) I understood a few words here and there, but even my best Chinese listening skills haven’t prepared me for village dialects of Mandarin and pronunciation influenced by toothlessness.
Do you know the Noodle Man? We do, and we love his noodles as much as we love his effort to communicate with us!