tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352536552009-02-21T08:20:28.186+08:00From China with loveDanielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-74304766120108238202008-11-14T17:25:00.002+08:002008-11-14T18:09:11.695+08:00Beijing - what is it like to live here?For those who have never been to Beijing/China before, it's a big difficult to imagine what life is like here....<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">"Government controlled heating"</span><br />One interesting things is that as Beijing gets closer to Winter, it starts getting really cold, around minus 5 C at night at the moment. So around November, everyone starts to get excited and conversations seem to revolve around one thing: "When will the government switch our heating on?!"<br /><br />Most Beijing houses have water-radiators in every room, but we can't control them ourselves. The government seems to have an "on" and "off" switch, and every November they switch it "on" for a few months. The problem is that there is no way for us to control the heat. It's minus 5 outside, yet I can't sleep, because the house is just too hot with the heating. Only in China...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">Very cheap food</span><br />If you live like a Chinese person, you can eat like a prince. After cooking a big bowl of rice with a mixture of fried tomatoes, eggs and vegatables, I found that it only cost me 3rmb (20 pence) for a massive lunch. Haggling with the vegetable man is quite common, simply because he has overcharged me by 0.5rmb (3p or 4p).<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">"Excuse me... do you speak English?"</span><br />You can survive on English in Beijing, but it's tough. If you need help, mst Chinese university students and young professionals speak English (although they can be quite shy). Additionally, the amount of foreigners is really low (compared to the amount of Chinese). So relying on English will be difficult.<br /><br />The key is really to speak a little Chinese, or be with someone that does. Small things like negotiating at a market, buying food or asking for directions become so much easier.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">Life here is a bit like cooking at home.</span><br />It may take time to learn, but once you do its cheap and good.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-7430476612010823820?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-24978650982398307052008-11-14T16:41:00.005+08:002008-11-14T17:19:57.303+08:00Beijing - post OlympicsAfter living in Beijing for a year, it's always feels good to come back to visit.<br /><br />However, Beijing seems to have changed a lot.<br /><br />My favourite snack food has nearly disappeared! On every busy street corner there used to be these fantastic illegal stalls where you can buy cooked 'stick meat', where they put a chicken heart, a chicken leg or bits of lamb on a wooden stick and fry it in front of you. Cheap, tasty and best eaten with a big bottle of beer in the other hand..... However, it seems that many of these little stalls have disappeared after a crackdown from the authorities, so now it's harder (and more expensive) to the snacks that were a key part of my Beijing life.<br /><br />Actually, a lot of fake stuff has disappeared. Although you can still buy fake clothes, fake DVDs (5rmb, about 30-40 pence!) as well as plenty of fruit/veg from illegal street stalls, there does seem to be less of them than before....<br /><br />The streets seem quieter. Pre-Olympics the streets were packed with people..... but now Beijing seems less busy, fewer people on the streets. Some areas of Beijing seem quiet, too quiet.<br /><br />There seems less pollution. Back in 2006, I used to look out of my 10th floor window every day to see how bad the pollution was. It took a month to realise that if it was a good day (i.e. little pollution) then I could see the mountains outside of Beijing from my window!..... Then for the Olympics many of the industrial factories were shut down and many cars taken off the road, so the Beijing air quality was great for much of the Olympics..... now some of the pollution seems to have returned, but it still seems better than in 2006.<br /><br />However some things haven't changed at all... the Beijing accent still make me chuckle, taxi drivers still don't speak any real English no matter how much the government invests into it and Beijing still gets mega cold in the winter, so perhaps some things will never change...<br /><br />Although my favourite snack food is gone, it's still nice to be back.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-2497865098239830705?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-40583037816523686732008-11-14T16:18:00.002+08:002008-11-14T16:39:06.842+08:00Re-starting the blogIt's been more than 1 year since my last blog post.<br /><br />That's a long time.... surely your life has changed a little since then...<br /><br />Since my last post back in the summer of 2007, a lot has changed in my life also: I moved from Beijing to live in Shanghai, finished working for AIESEC, did a 3 month job with an IT company, traveled back and forward between Beijing and Shanghai to spend time with my girlfriend, am setting up my own business and (amazingly enough) have become a kid's football coach!<br /><br />Also in China a lot has changed: famous events such as the Sichuan earthquake, the Olympics, the milk scandal and the issues in Tibet were given a lot of headline news. However there are other more subtle changes underway, which you'll never see on the BBC, perhaps we'll go into these more later...<br /><br />Please comment and say hi - any suggestions/questions are welcome.<br />Live from China,<br />Dan<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-4058303781652368673?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-89902132921981322992007-06-28T16:26:00.000+08:002007-06-28T18:05:39.214+08:00Tibet - part IIThe air is thin, crisp and cool. The thick clouds around me will mean that no photos will show the beauty of my rock's viewpoint, as most of the mountain tops are covered by these monsterous clouds of hundreds of shades of white and gray that I fear will never show in the photos below, while the thin, whispy fog moves quickly over the mountain's surface, visibly passing beside me.<br /><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/front-777026.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/front-776570.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The sun is out at last, warming the back of my neck, while the hard, white rock I'm sitting has been strangly comfortable for the past hour or so. I can hear birds all around me, their singing carrying across these deep valleys.<br /><br /><br />The valley in front of me contains three farming villages, with a multitude of green shaded crops that light up the ground in front of me against the barron, brown mountain slopes (see below).<br /><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/front-2-733397.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/front-2-732729.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The long, sweeping valley to my right is the lowest of them all, with thousands of little streams and waterways joining and dispanding as they quietly flow through this mountain path.<br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1471-727815.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/righ-765723.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/righ-764976.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Behind me is a small Buddhist village situated on the top of a small hill, which is being engulfed by thick fog as I'm writing in my diary. Between the village and my rock, yaks pass time by, grazing amongst the steep, grassy incline.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/village-and-yak-751969.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/village-and-yak-751518.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>On my left are a number of mountain peaks that we've just climbed along with two buddhist pilgrims. At 4,500m above sea level (thats a lot!), each mountain peak strangely contains blue, yellow, green, red and white flags used by Tibetan pilgrims to send their prayers to the gods. Also at each peak, the two pilgrims would re-stock a basic fire with dry branches and leaves, setting it alightto create a wonderful smelling smoke that rises from the top of each peak. The two pilgrims pass me having finished their task. We exchange a little conversation in Tibetan and say goodbye as they walk back to the Buddhist village behind me.<br /><br /><div></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/peak-5-793881.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/peak-3-744149.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/peak-2b-711352.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/peak-2b-710917.jpg" border="0" /></a>I feel really special to be sitting this high up, to be surrounded by such beauty, in a place that so many dream about, but never find the opportunity to visit.</div><br /><div>I feel peaceful, calm and relieved that I'm writing this all down. I'd like to sit here for longer, waiting for some of the thick clouds to pass by, allowing me a glipse of the mountain tops they hide.</div><div><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/peak-1a-704570.jpg" border="0" /></div>Now it's time to move from my rock on a Himalayan mountain peak, to explore the Buddhist Village behind me.<br /><br /><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1489-700914.JPG" border="0" /> <div><div><div></div><div>In the middle of this Buddhist village are a magnificant red temple and a white debating courthouse. This Buddhist village belongs to the same group as the debating monks in the previous post, so there was another opportunity to see a much bigger debate within the monks present.</div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/debate-751598.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/debate-750971.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>I slipped out half way through, to see a few monks and a chef cooking the monk's lunch, dumplings cooked over a fierce, flaming fire with potatoes, onions and rice. A simple meal.<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/cooking-776345.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/cooking-775834.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>After the debate, the monks wandered off to do their own thing, they really do seem to be incredibly relaxed, thoughtful and also delighted when a foreigner speaks basic Tibetan to them. One of the monks in the red temple even took time with me to teach me some extra words!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-718560.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/1-718119.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-749034.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/2-748542.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-755702.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/3-755165.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/4-772602.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/4-772036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It was worth getting up at 6am, it was worth pushing and fighting with a mob of Tibetans to get onto the bus, it was worth not getting a real seat on the 90min bus and it was worth the direct, hard trek up the steep incline, because this really was an incredible experience with Tibetan monks and incredible views, high up in the Himalayan mountains.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-8990213292198132299?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-42709682303048024492007-06-26T22:05:00.000+08:002007-06-28T18:04:03.849+08:00Tibet - part II've arrived in Tibet.<br /><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1365-724555.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1365-724118.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1237-733042.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1237-732582.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1362-782827.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1362-782303.JPG" border="0" /></a> A holy site that many Buddhists dream about visiting, a city that for centuries was closed to outsiders, and a location so high up into the Himalayan mountains that it's referred to as the roof of the world.<br /><br />In Tibet, I'm standing in Lhasa, the capital city. My housemate Natalie booked this trip for herself months ago, and at the last minute I decided to take some holiday and join her. It was tough to get everything sorted in time, but we're finally here, in Tibet!<br /><div><div></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong>Monks</strong></span><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>A Tibetan Monk. </div><div>This one is from the Sera Monastery, part of the Dalai Lama's school of Buddhism</div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/one-monk-1-755755.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/one-monk-1-755228.JPG" border="0" /></a> With deep red flowing robes, short or shaven hair, with prayer beads in their hands, they look like you'd expect Monks to look.</div><div></div><div>25 monks, sitting on white stones, surrounded by many large green trees that provide shade to the monks and tourists alike, we are all sitting in this small courtyard within the Sera monastery, waiting for the debating to begin.<br /><br /><div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/one-monk-4-762561.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/one-monk-4-761824.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />There's a lot that Western education could learn from these Tibetan monks. Many of these monks spend their lifetime to achieve enlightenment and debating is one of the methods of learning to help them fully understand the reasoning behind the text that they're studying. It's a much deeper and interactive level of learning. The process is designed to ensure their study isn't just theoretical and memorise/regurgitate, but is really understood and encourages retentive learning. One book I read says that there is a saying "Are you learning in your books or in your head?" <div></div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-1-776478.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-1-775986.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />However there were a few suprises. The monks push each other a little, sometimes knocking the other onto the ground, while they emphasis their points by clapping loudly. I imagined Buddhist monks to be peaceful, not playfighting, detaing, smiling and laughing. It made them seem strangely normal, and I respect them even more for this. However if you contrast this to their leader the Dalai Lama (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dalai_Lama), I wonder what would happen if he behaved like this in front of the world's leaders and the UN?! Would anything change? Probably not.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-2-782052.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-2-781589.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-3-780027.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fight-3-779598.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It was also suprising to see monks with Nike sandals, silver watches and mobile phones.<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/evil-monk-783587.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/evil-monk-783080.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>However these monks really do seem to lve simple lives. Whle wandering through a sunny inner courtyard surrounded by the monk's living quarters, we found that their bedrooms are no more than 6 foot by 8 foot. Half of the room is taken up by a roll mat/mattress, with the other half containing a chair and desk, full of books and papers for theri Buddhist studies. Also we saw 3 monks hand washing their feet and clothes in buckets with cold water from an outside tap. So if anyone ever tells you Tibetan monks are spoilt and rich, then while it's possible that some are, the majority liver very simple, but meaningful lives.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/courtyard-1-753618.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/courtyard-1-753160.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/courtyard-2-700978.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/courtyard-2-700558.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong>Altitude</strong></span></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1268-786995.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1268-786442.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>At over 3,500m above sea level, Lhasa (the capital) is high up. With less air and a lower oxygen level if makes breathing difficult and thins the blood. You end up breathing more often and much deeper to compensate for this, and we're both a little tired from the lower oxygen getting to our system.<br /></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1270-799660.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1270-799081.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Additionally, you end up drinking much more water (4-6 litres per day) and pee even more often than usual, and you have to be careful about the sun, because although it isn't that hot (low 20s celcius), we're closer to the sun with less atmosphere to protect us so it's much easier to burn.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1360-778061.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1360-777639.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />With 36 hours gone in the capital of Tibet so far, it is an amazingly beautiful and peaceful city. If you learn a little of the language :) then the locals are really kind and friendlty. I have another 7 days left to travel in Lhasa and around Tibet, and I already love it here.</div><div></div><div>From Tibet with Love...</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-4270968230304802449?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-18706152806455931692007-05-22T22:00:00.000+08:002007-05-22T23:03:41.380+08:00Outside Shanghai - Travelling<div><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1101-776104.JPG" border="0" />This is me. I'm still very skinny, I still need a haircut and I'm still loving China, so I guess not much has changed since you all last saw me, except I'm staying in China for another year.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>This picture was taken last weekend, when I was invited to join one of my friends Kitty for a weekend away in a small town about 2 hours west of Shanghai (it's called ZhouZhaung). Not only was this extremely relaxing, but also a reminder that for many Chinese, life is very different to those near the centre of Beijing and Shanghai.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>While this town is turning more touristy, we went to another smaller village that had almost no foreigners, meaning the experience was far more Chinese and far more authentic. The town and the smaller village have a lot of old buildings, lots of bridges and is nicknames 'the Venice of China' as it has numerous canals and waterways, which makes the whole location really beautiful and very peaceful. </div><div> </div><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1117-755311.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1135-719747.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1121-783530.JPG" border="0" /> </div></div><div> </div><div>For George and Eddie, I have a nice little story from that should remind them of when we were growing up... While walking through this small village in China, Kitty noticed a stall of Ocarinas! <em>An ocarina is a small, egg-shaped, musical instrument that you blow into, kind of similiar to a flute, see the photo below.</em></div><div> </div><div>George and Eddie should remember an old story called 'the Legend of Zelda' that we were all addicted to. There was one specific game which had the subtitle "the Ocarina of Time", where the hero found a magical ocarina, where a certain song would send the hero back in time, play a magical spell, or call his faithful horse to him. Well many years later I have now learnt that an ocarina is originally from China, and courtesy of a birthday present, I now am the proud owner of my own ocarina!</div><div> </div><div></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1162-771836.JPG" border="0" /><br />Another small story is my small friendship with this Chinese 6 year old from this village (see photo below). I was taking a photo of one of the shops, and this little girl looked up from behind the shop counter, smiled at me and asked me a question (in Chinese)...<br /><br /><br /><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1180-769354.JPG" border="0" />In the next minute or two, we managed to have a basic conversation in Chinese, where we discussed whether we had eaten lunch yet, whether she was busy that day, and I found out her name was something like ZhiYueYue. After saying goodbye, this one minute conversation gave me a big smile for the rest of the afternoon, after one year in China I can finally have a one minute basic conversation with a 6 year old! Hmmm... after writing that, it doesn't seem so impressive does it?!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-1870615280645593169?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-9155967831433238452007-05-22T20:14:00.000+08:002007-05-22T22:00:44.152+08:00Outside Shanghai - Village LifeLife in this small village and the small town is very different to life in the centre of Beijing or Shanghai. It's much more relaxing, more simple and it feels more like 'real life'......<br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1177-765817.JPG" border="0" />There's a lot of street food in China, and this old lady and her granddaughter are a typical example, selling a type of pancake and boiled eggs to any interested passer-by.<br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1099-752196.JPG" border="0" /> Talking of street food, the Shanghai region has a greater quantity and variety of fresh fruit than Beijing. This girl is pealing a pineapple for us - one of my favourite fruits of the moment, however it's going off season now in China so it's harder to get :-(<br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1109-749603.JPG" border="0" />This smaller village seemed much more real and relaxed than the centre of Shanghai, as shown by this local happily spending his afternoon fishing in the local lake.<br /><div><br /></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1091-782930.JPG" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1122-710268.JPG" border="0" />Life here is more basic, with locals using a simple outdoor hairdressers instead of a fancy Korean one that washes your hair, massages you and then cuts your hair. We saw numerous locals washing their clothes in the local lake, meaning the water is much cleaner than most of the rest of China.<br /><br /><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1140-758746.JPG" border="0" /> <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF1127-798310.JPG" border="0" />We also saw lots of cute and nice things that just made us smile, including the small dog that happily slept on the street the whole afternoon, and this old lady just wandering slowly down the alleys and local shops.</p><div><div>A very relaxing, interesting and fun way to spend a weekend with one of my best friends in China.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-915596783143323845?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-10797432244754218852007-05-22T19:40:00.000+08:002007-05-22T21:56:50.090+08:00Dan will spend a 2nd year in China"Everyone stays longer in China than they expected."<br /><br />I will spend a second year in China, moving down to Shanghai from the summer 2007 to summer 2008, continuing to work for AIESEC!<br /><br />Right now I'd really like to be in the pub having a beer with Matt, Eddy and Lakins... but as that's not quite possible I think next Christmas will probably be the next time I visit my friends and family in the UK. Therefore I'll update my blog a little more often!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-1079743224475421885?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-10465568949074991952007-03-03T17:58:00.000+08:002007-05-22T21:59:49.615+08:00Chinese New Year: other's experiences<a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beijing-735270.png"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/beijing-732949.png" border="0" /></a>China's a big place, with many different cultures, customs and behaviours.<br /><br />My previous post about Spring Festival and Chinese New Year was based on my experience, which I felt wasn't that Chinese and was only based in Beijing (Beijing is the red dot)<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Therefore here are few other people's experiences, they're mainly from the south of China but it should give a different perspective on what life in China is like during this time. <a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/guangdong-727081.png"></a></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Kitty's experience</span></strong></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></strong></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/guangdong-760313.png"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/guangdong-758072.png" border="0" /></a>“I spent about 3 weeks back home to Guangdong province, in the very south of China (near Hong Kong) which is a full 24 hour train trip each way.” </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>“Haha - before spring festival you must clean your house similar to spring cleaning in the west, you can't have any dirty clothes, every thing in the house must be clean and also you must pay all of your debts as you can't lead your debt into the new year (Dan - can you imagine the UK trying to do that with our credit card debts every New Year?).” <a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/theorangetreewithredpocketmoney-702590.JPG"></a></div><div><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/theorangetreewithredpocketmoney-739544.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/theorangetreewithredpocketmoney-738118.JPG" border="0" /></a>“In Guangdong many people I know would also go to the flower markets to show for decorations, for small presents, and for many people to buy an orange tree! In our house we had this orange tree (slightly similar to a Western Christmas tree) which sits in our house, and we hang decorations on it and the red envelopes in the picture are for holding 'lucky money'. ” (Dan - which is usually given to anyone below around 25 by their family and family friends) <a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fujian-762150.png"></a><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Susan's experience</span></strong></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fujian-790853.png"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fujian-786554.png" border="0" /></a>“For Spring Festival, I went back down to my hometown in south-east China, in Fujian province. Spring Festival is about eating, new clothes, playing mahjong, going to KTV (karaoke) - although it's hard to book a room for KTV because everybody is going at this time!” </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>“Over Spring festival there was a lot of weddings, because there were lots of 'good days' during this time in the (Chinese) lunar calender this year. Many people will want babies in the next two years, because this is now the year of the Pig which represents fertility, and next year is the year of the Rat, which is the first of the 12 animals (so some believe it's a good animal) and the rat represents intelligence so they want their baby to be smart. Therefore many people around my age (22) would prefer to get married and have babies in the next two years, just because of the good luck that these years represent.” </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>“Spring Festival for me was about eating lots of food and putting on lots of weight (Dan - all Chinese girls think they're fat, even though they're the skinnest people I've ever seen). I found it really difficult to not eat as your forced by many people including your parents, friends and friends of the family! The older generation believe that if you eat a lot then you're healthy and in a good situation and if you don't eat much when your with friends of the family then it's really not polite (especially if they're paying) as it may mean you either don't like the food or you don't like them!” <a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Jiangxi-and-fujian-760934.png"></a></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">Adam's experience</span></strong> </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Jiangxi-and-fujian-755346.png"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Jiangxi-and-fujian-754169.png" border="0" /></a>Like many forigners in China, Adam spent the holiday travelling, including visiting Fujian province (where Susan lives). I was meant to join him, but due to a few reasons I couldn't. </div><div><br /></div><div>“After Quanzhou I headed into the mountains to an area now inhabited by the Hakka People, who lost many battles against the Han Chinese a thousand or so years ago and were forced into the mountains. Their language is (as is typical of China) as different to Mandarin Chinese as Italian is to English though their writing is mostly the same. ”</div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hacker-house-1-747963.bmp"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hacker-house-1-746849.bmp" border="0" /></a>“What makes the area attractive to tourists is that the Hakka people built their homes out of mud, straw and so on and in square and circular shapes for protection. Typically the 'Tu Lou" (Earth Buildings) are 3-4 stories with the ground level being for cooking, the next level for storage and the next couple for accommodation. The bottom 2 levels had no windows whatsoever, and there was only 1 entrance into these massive structures (with walls around 2m thick).” </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hakker-house-2-765142.bmp"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hakker-house-2-761490.bmp" border="0" /></a>“Of course many of them are still standing (I saw one almost 900 years old), and what makes the area so interesting is that they are all still inhabited and new buildings are still created in the same style (though with some mod-cons, like taps a long with the well). Visiting the Tu lou (and there are thosuands in the area; most villages are full of them) is a glimpse into a way of life little changed for a thousand years - and still ongoing.” </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>“The only real changes are that many of the young people migrate to the cities to work, so most of the tu lou are half-empty and motorbikes are the method of transportation of choice.” </div></div><div><div><br /></div><div><em><span style="font-size:85%;">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hakka </span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/66972807@N00/sets/72057594059830826">www.flickr.com/photos/66972807@N00/sets/72057594059830826</a></span></em></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-1046556894907499195?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-2842023839155007782007-02-19T00:07:00.000+08:002007-02-19T01:08:19.633+08:00China Blogs and Stories<span style="color:#ffff66;">Some interesting blogs and stories about China.</span><br /><br />Introduction to China<br />en.wikipedia.org/wiki/China<br /><br />Photos from travelling around China<br /><a href="http://www.blogstoday.co.uk/bloghome.aspx?username=James">http://www.blogstoday.co.uk/bloghome.aspx?username=James</a><br /><br />"One of the things that frustrates me most is not that most foreigners know so little about China ... People need to understand that until 25 years ago, there was 0 freedom of speech, almost 0 legal system, almost 0 trade, very high malnutrition, poverty, illiteracy etc. It has come a long way in 25 years - although obviously not far enough (yet) for most people (me included)."<br /><a href="http://adam.nomadlife.org/">http://adam.nomadlife.org/</a><br /><br />"Another report came and went this week about the Chinese government's practice of harvesting organs from executed prisoners for transplant with hardly a speck of take-up in the international press."<br /><a href="http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/foreign/richardspencer/">http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/foreign/richardspencer/</a><br /><br />While in Inner Mongolia, we decided to swing by the Gobi Desert..."<br /><a href="http://devrim.nomadlife.org/">http://devrim.nomadlife.org/</a><br /><br />"Being a Chinese, I am very critical about commercializing things - NOT because I am a big fan of communism. Because in a market size of 1.3 billion, market economy is too theoretical to work. I dare to say that with a good justification, selling shit can make one rich in China. Our consumers are very unsophisticated and a tiny percentage ends up with a huge number."<br /><a href="http://jingwei.nomadlife.org/">http://jingwei.nomadlife.org/</a><br /><br />"Villagers in southwestern China are puzzled by a county government's decision to paint the entire barren Laoshou mountain green. Workers who began spraying in August told villagers that they were doing so on orders of the county government but were not told why."<br /><a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/02/14/news/green.php">http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/02/14/news/green.php</a><br /><br />Why China needs Sesame Street and why the Chinese don't eat Cheese<br /><a href="http://www.lostlaowai.com/commentary/blog/">http://www.lostlaowai.com/commentary/blog/</a><br /><br />Spring Festival Stats from 2006.<br /> - 2 billion+ is the total number of passengers in China in this period<br /> - 10 million of these are expected to arrive in Shanghai<br /> - 170.000 is the peak daily flow of passengers through Shanghai Railway Station<br /> - 25 million is spend on fireworks in Shanghai<br /> - 8 million of these fireworks is bought from a legal source"<br /><a href="http://www.chinasnippets.com/2006/01/28/spring-festival-chinese-new-year-statistics/">http://www.chinasnippets.com/2006/01/28/spring-festival-chinese-new-year-statistics/</a><br /><br />A Third of Fish Species in Yellow River Extinct<br />"There used to be more than 150 species of fish living in the Yellow River, but one-third have disappeared for good"<br /><a href="http://beijing.nomadlife.org/">http://beijing.nomadlife.org/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-284202383915500778?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-90149431504287944572007-02-18T21:27:00.000+08:002007-05-22T21:59:20.450+08:00Chinese New Year: my experienceSpring Festival <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div>The oldest and most important festival in China, more commonly known in the West as Chinese New Year. In someways it's very similar to our Christmas, but different in so many ways.<br /></div><div>I spent the majority of the New Year's Eve day with Roxie (one of my best friends in China) and Asia (a new cool Polish trainee) wandering around Beijing. Firstly we went to Lama Temple, where there was a fair around the Temple's grounds. </div><br /><div></div><div align="center">With red lanterns were hanging off many of the trees...<br /></div><br /><div></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0905-793193.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">... traditional dancing on a stage ...<br /></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0912-799983.JPG" border="0" /><br />... they tried to show off Chinese culture.<br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0913-701576.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0913-700221.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0922-724800.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0922-723379.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0924-796880.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="left">After spending a few hours wandering around, we decided to walk towards the Hutongs in central Beijing, which are the small houses in old lanes and alleyways, many of which are being knocked down every day <a href="http://www.hutongphotography.com">(www.hutongphotography.com</a>). On first sight these houses look run-down, poor and on the verge of collapsing. However, like most things in China, the reality is different to how it first seems. </p></div><div align="left">Roxie showed us her grandparent's house in the Hutong area, which from the outside it looks like one of the nicer hutongs. While we couldn't go inside, we could look through the windows, where to my suprise the inside looked really similar to my Serbian grandad's house, and similar to my late grans house, with old black and white framed photos, flowers, stylish wooden chairs and a twenty year old TV. For 8 months I believed that this area of town was really poor and therefore a special part of Beijing, but now I realise that my perceptions weren't accurate, and that it's special for different reasons.<br /></div><div align="left"></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0945-764870.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>After lunch, we moved onto Beihai park, a well preserved imperial garden just north of the centre of Beijing - which was incredibly relaxing. In spring I think I'll spend a lot of time there, as it's a really nice place where I can enjoy it's peace and quiet.<br /></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0961-770054.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/IMG_1632-739126.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0952-763984.JPG" border="0" /> <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0951-794815.JPG" border="0" /> </div><br /><div></div><div><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0963-764197.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0963-761773.JPG" border="0" /></a>After this, we went back to the apartment for a nap, before going down to Beijing's bar district (Sanliton) to meet up with the other international AIESECers around the world. England, Northern Ireland, Japan, Poland, US, South Africa, Italy, Romania and Germany were all represented around the table of this Thai restaurant, which although expensive was really good fun.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0968-709384.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0968-700751.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We then moved to a bar, where we had a few drinks European style, chatting away. </div><div></div><div>When it hit midnight, we moved outside with our beers, where the whole of Beijing seemed to be on fire! Fireworks were banned from central Beijing for 5 years, but this year they were allowed again, so fireworks were exploding everywhere, with two big firework displays nearby, with people shooting fireworks from the streets and even from their house windows! It is incredibly dangerous to do all of this, but it did make an amazing sight, and these fireworks have continued throughout the whole of New Years Day also, which I guess must be very difficult for anyone with a hangover.</div><div></div><div>All in all, it wasn't a 100% authentic Chinese experience, but it was quite Chinese and it was really enjoyable.</div><div><div align="center"><br /><div>Chinese New Year - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_New_Year</div><div>Year of the Pig - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pig_(zodiac)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-9014943150428794457?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-91126218685286503622007-02-05T07:28:00.000+08:002007-02-05T07:52:03.797+08:00Time to start normal life again...7.34am, Monday morning.<br /><br />I'm getting up early to start work in a few minutes, simply because I woke up and didn't want to sleep anymore. I'm listening to Jack Johnson, wearing a pair of shorts (although outside it's minus 5), looking forward to eating the potato salad thats in the fridge, sitting in our 5 bedroom apartment that is currently holding between 10 and 12 people on a regular basis at the moment.<br /><br />The conference was pretty good, we elected and selected our successors! However my best day was the day after the conference (pictures to come later). We woke up at about midday, so Kitty (a Chinese AIESECer), Fish (also a Chinese AIESECer) and I cooked lunch for everyone. I love cooking, but since I've been in China I haven't cooked often, so this was something I really enjoyed.<br /><br />After eating a really big and good lunch (thanks girls!), Ciao (the Brazilian guy) joined Kitty, Fish and I in going down to one of the universities to play badminton for a bit. I was literally rolling on the floor with laughter as we continously changed the rules: having mild punishments for the losers, adding volleyball rules to the game so that our team could hit it multiple times and having a small water fight to finish off. Quite odd but extremely funny.<br /><br />Then a few others joined us and we had dinner in a good dumpling restaurant, then returned back to the apartment where I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. 14 hours later, I woke up again. Perfect.<br /><br />7.49am, Monday morning. Time to start normal life again.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-9112621868528650362?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1169834999757214612007-01-27T02:02:00.000+08:002007-01-27T02:09:59.766+08:00Out of OfficeI'll be out of contact with the rest of the world for the next week.<br /><br />From the 27th January to the 3rd Feb, I will be outside Beijing, at one of AIESEC's national conferences. I love conferences so this is something I'm really looking forward to, plus this time my workload isn't too high so I get some more free time to enjoy it, rather than working 24/7.<br /><br />A longer update to come soon, with more pictures :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116983499975721461?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1168082074072671812007-01-06T18:25:00.000+08:002007-01-06T19:14:39.010+08:00Burning the candle at both endsFor the non-native English speakers that read this, 'burning the candle at both ends' is a British phrase that means your working too much <u>and</u> playing too much.<br /><br />After a hardcore past 6 months, I went back to the UK for 5 days over Christmas, and although the flight was long (10 hours), thankfully there were no problems. And for those reading this from the UK, the fog over London that you suffered - it looked amazing from above.<br /><br />During these 5 days I met up with many of my friends and family. It was a little hectic at times to make the most of this time, but I loved seeing all of you again and spending some quality time to catch up and chat. During this time I accidently walked into a lamppost, drunk many cups of English tea, enjoyed amazing food and decided what I want to do next year - on Christmas eve I decided that I'm going to apply to work for AIESEC Brazil next year, starting in the summer. Like when I applied for China, it's an incredibly scary option, but the most exciting opportunity I have and in my free time I can't stop thinking about it.<br /><br />When I returned back to (another very exciting place) China, the team had some time off so for the next few days including new years eve Juan, Birtan and I partied hard (western style), getting in at 6am and waking up at 3pm three nights in a row, it was really cool but now my body clock has become even more odd, so I've had trouble sleeping and have been really tired in the past week. This weekend I need to catch up, but in the last week, I've managed to do some relaxing things like sitting in a cafe reading for hours, went to a golf driving range with Kitty at what was meant to be a networking event and today the team played pool together.<br /><br />We went back to work this week, which was quite exciting but I've realised that I need to become more clear on what results I'm trying to drive, and make sure that I'm being as productive as I can be. I love what I do, but it's certainly not easy.<br /><br />Now the team is back from their holiday travels and this morning we have a new member join the team, called Caio from Brazil. I've met him before at an international conference, he's really cool and has settled in very quickly, and what sealed the deal was when he showed us what we brought with him... Brazilian coffee - proper coffee!<br /><br />7pm. Some of the team are having a few hours sleep, some are on the internet, and some are out having a facial massage. I'm going to try to download the Brazil application package, then grab an hour or two of sleep before going out for dinner, then to a club with the team. Tomorrow I'll sleep in, hopefully go ice skating on a lake, and spend some time with some cool people.<br /><br />If you burn the candle at both ends, does this mean you have twice as much light in your life?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116808207407267181?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1166800207284111192006-12-22T22:34:00.000+08:002006-12-22T23:10:07.383+08:00Worrying...<a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fog"></a><br />My flight is scheduled to arrive into London Heathrow at tomorrow (15.20 GMT)<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">"Fog paralyses London's Heathrow airport"</span> <em>Reuters</em><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">"Further misery for air travellers"</span> <em>Guardian</em><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">"Christmas cancelled for stranded travellers"</span> <em>CNN</em><br /><br /><p></p>So I checked the airline's website to see what was happening with my flight...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">"Timetable - Valid from 30th October 2005 - 25th Mar 2006"</span><br /><br />... worrying ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116680020728411119?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1166722199763484522006-12-22T01:26:00.000+08:002006-12-22T01:29:59.780+08:00Coming back to the UKFor a few days I'm coming back to the UK<br /><br />Somehow I've accidently lost a week of my life, and I've realised my flight is in 36 hours. I haven't washed my clothes, haven't asked anyone to pick me up from the airport, have no idea what my plans are going to be....<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">... I just know I'm going home...</span><br /><br />I arrive on the 23rd (about 3pm ish - 2hrs either way) then fly back on the 27th (or maybe the 28th).<br /><br />if you want to meet up, email me or contact my home :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116672219976348452?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1166301299193613632006-12-17T04:10:00.000+08:002006-12-17T04:43:36.573+08:00Learnt from China 1: Personal Relationships<div align="justify">There are some cultural differences about China that many people know - but it's difficult to see the practical implications of these differences until you really experience them, for example:<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"><strong>"Personal relationships are really important in China"</strong></span><br /><br />But how do you do this? Months of successes and mistakes in doing this have led to one key learning: you need to <span style="color:#ffcc99;">spend an intense amount of time building these relationships</span>. For example, if you have a new team of uni students around you, <span style="color:#ffcc99;">before you do any work maybe you should</span>...<br /><br />... start off by getting them together and <span style="color:#ffff66;">do something unusual with them</span> (like fishing, cooking together, going to the great wall of china) ...<br /><br />... then maybe <span style="color:#ffff66;">over dinner</span> you can share some personal things about yourself, so that the group feels more open to sharing, then you can start discussing what they are like, what their families are like, <span style="color:#ffff66;">what they're passionate about</span>, and<span style="color:#ffff66;"> share their dreams</span>. This builds a sense of trust and family, so after this (and maybe some karaoke!) ...<br /><br />... and <span style="color:#ffff66;">then you can start to work together</span> - hopefully with a happier relationship with people who are more willing to help you get results.<br /><br />Knowing that 'personal relationships are important' is useful info, but <span style="color:#ffcc99;"><strong>knowing how to build</strong> <strong>personal relationships is key</strong></span>. It's a bit different to what usually happens in Europe!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116630129919361363?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1166209678726382072006-12-16T02:07:00.000+08:002006-12-16T03:10:38.776+08:006 months in China<div align="center">a lot has happened in 6 months in China...<br /></div><div align="center"><br />... I've started to understand the massive cultural differences shown in simple activities: Chinese university parties usually involve sharing dinner and perhaps karaoke (KTV), instead of drinking in a pub then going to a club ...<br /></div><a href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0632-745806.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0632-740228.JPG" border="0" /><p align="center"></a>... we've had team bonding on the great wall of China ...<br /><br /></p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0702-796494.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">... we've spent time with our team: like spending the night roasting a lamb over an open fire, young people from 6 different countries around the world, chatting until the early hours of the morning ... </p><p></p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0651-762530.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">... I've starting to understand how China's past influences it's present: how Confucius thoughts influences the deaths of baby girls in rural areas of China, and how the change people saw during the Cultural Revolution results in the Chinese youth of today rarely asking “How are you?” ...<br /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0723-757117.JPG" border="0" /><br />... while watching a giant communist country rapidly integrate into the world around it ...</p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0756-723824.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Living here has been difficult. Not knowing the language means I can't ask for help in a shop,<br />the difference in cultures means a difference in how I can disagree with those around me, the transport congestion means some of us regularly get stuck in traffic, we can see the pollution in the air every day from our apartment window, while trying to overcome social stigmas around certain areas of our work means that life here is difficult, it can be tough. </p><p align="center">It's been a big challenge and recently there's been a lot of pressure.<br />I'm overworked and underpaid, but happy. </p><p align="center">And thats the most important thing.<br />I'm happy.</p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/DSCF0729-730964.JPG" border="0" /><br />3am. Time for bed.<br />Goodnight China.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116620967872638207?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1163090908525391402006-11-10T00:29:00.000+08:002006-12-16T01:07:24.340+08:00What is China like?Inspired by a post about 'truths about China' on Adam's blog, a few thoughts about China...<br /><br />Chinese Parties are different...<br />In the UK many parties consist of leaving the house at 8pm to have a few drinks and a chat with your friends in the pub, then going onto a bar where you'll continue to have a few more drinks, maybe an alcohol-induced dance, then get chips (french fries) and cheese on the way home, getting to sleep at maybe 3am.<br />In Colombia, you might leave the house at 10pm (usually an hour or two later than you agreed), then go straight to a salsa or reggaton club, where you'll have a few drinks and happily dance in couples for most of the night and chat to your friends, again returning in the early hours of the morning.<br />However if you get invited to a Chinese-style party, expect something different. You leave earlier, at maybe 6pm you go for dinner with your friends, spending one or two hours chatting while sharing various dishes. Then you'll go home. By 9pm. Your night is over.<br />Alternatively, after dinner, maybe you'll be lucky enough to go to KTV, which is basically karioke in a small room that fits maybe 10 or 20 people, with people singing their little hearts out (awwww bless them).<br /><br />Hmmm..... dinner and karioke...... that's different.<br />But I kinda love it :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116309090852539140?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1162200202213026042006-10-30T16:30:00.001+08:002006-10-31T23:54:08.076+08:00Back to BeijingAfter 22 continious days of working, I'm back in Beijing.<br /><br />I miss the warm weather of Guangzhou, I miss the uni dorm life of Shanghai, I miss the challenge of running conference sessions for hundreds of people and I miss the Latino parties.<br /><br />However, it's good to be surrounded by the team again, it's great to have a day off and it's amazing to catch up on sleep. There's also things to look forward to: playing either Birtan and Dexter in a really competative badminton game, debating with Juan, cooking Italian in the house, making sarcastic jokes with Natalie that no-one else understands and Juan and I teasing our other two housemates Susan and Yuan. Also I have a new female interest, however we'll have to see if the interest is both ways.<br /><br />I'm happy to be back in Beijing. I just wish it was warmer!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116220020221302604?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1162195047003224332006-10-30T15:35:00.000+08:002006-10-31T23:58:05.940+08:00Impossible is nothing6 months ago I suggested to AIESEC China that we should run some projects on HIV/AIDs, as this problem in China is becoming an epidemic. However I got told this would be impossible: "students won't attend, as their parents won't approve", "this isn't something Chinese students will be interested in".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hivaids-749530.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hivaids-743086.JPG" border="0" /></a>In Shanghai and Beijing we had optional sessions at our induction conferences that our new members could attend to learn more about HIV/AIDs in China.<br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><from></from></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hivaids2-722282.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/hivaids2-717374.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />They cried. Over 50 members (all uni students) attended and many were shocked, and some had tears rolling down their faces. Many have learnt more about this problem, and some of them are going to start running awareness projects on this.<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,153)">Impossible?</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116219504700322433?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1162193132047981512006-10-30T14:12:00.000+08:002006-10-30T15:26:46.150+08:00Travelling around China<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fudan" campus="" jpg=""><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/fudan" campus="" jpg="" alt="" border="0" /></a>In the last 3 weeks I've been travelling around China!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Guangzhou</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(pronounced "G-wang-joe") </span>Firstly a 23 hour train trip from Beijing to Guangzhou, which is on the south coast of China, near to Hong Kong. While it seems Guangzhou has the same pollution and transport problems as Beijing, they are very different.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/guangzhou-773670.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/guangzhou-771327.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>On the university campuses I treated myself to plenty of cheap and fresh fruit drinks, as the province grows plenty of it. As the city is further south, it's also much hotter, so I was walking around in shorts and a t-shirt, with many of the students needing the air conditioning on during the evening! The students also seem to be much more creative and entreprenerial, which is very different to conservative, political Beijing.<br /><br />It was really nice to visit and work with their AIESEC team for the first time (12-16 hour days), meeting their new members and getting to know what life is like for them.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Shanghai</span><br />Next was a 27 hour train trip to Shanghai, on the East coast of China. It's far more diverse and international compared with Beijing and Guangzhou, is a little cleaner and as it's latitude is kind of inbetween the other two cities, it's warmer than Beijing but still a bit chilly as Autumn sets in.<br /><br />It was fantastic to stay in a Chinese uni dormitory for my 4 day stay. Four students share a room, with beds (similar to bunk beds) above their desks, which may help to explain one of the reasons why Chinese university students have very little sexual experience compared to their British counterparts. While it seems at first to be a very innocent atmosphere, it was really nice chatting to the guys about their lives, about cultural differences and teaching one of the guys (Paul) some typical British phrases to prepare for his English oral exam!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Jolin-754226.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Jolin-749735.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a>Again I worked hard: 12-16 hours a day running training sessions about marketing, sales and projects; attending their committee meetings and many one-to-one coaching sessions for their leadership team.<br /><br />Like Guanzhou, I worked hard but<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Justin-792645.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Justin-788564.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a> it was very worthwhile and I enjoyed it.<br /><br />The pictures are of the park in Fudan university where I had a lot of my coaching meetings (photo coming soon) and the two presidents of AIESEC in Shanghai, Jolin and Justin, who are far from innocent!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116219313204798151?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1160056217075702372006-10-05T21:35:00.001+08:002006-10-05T21:53:33.423+08:00My sister's birthday!Today is the 5th October, my sister's birthday, and I can't get in contact with her! I've been trying to find her on msn the whole day (as i don't have any international phone credit) but I can't get hold of her. She normally online every day as well, which makes this even more frustrating.<br /><br />So Vicky, if your reading this...<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">h</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">a </span><span style="color:#9999ff;">p</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">p</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">y</span> <span style="color:#9999ff;">b</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">i</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">r</span> <span style="color:#9999ff;">t</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">h</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">d</span> <span style="color:#9999ff;">a</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">y</span><span style="color:#33ff33;"> !</span> <span style="color:#9999ff;">! </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff99;">She's at university now, and we're all really proud of her. Enjoy your birthday sis, and sign into msn dammit!)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-116005621707570237?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1159961844542263872006-10-04T19:07:00.000+08:002006-10-04T19:38:49.306+08:00Wednesday morning<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">6.30am. I'm halfway up a mountain.</span><br /><br />As the sun starts to rise, it brings the mountain to life, illuminating the green surroundings, creating an orange glow on the rocks, trees and shrubbery ahead, and the birds begin to sing.<br /><br />My destination is a rock that looks out across the valley, overlooking the entire mountain range. When I finally sit on this rock, the hits my face, the wind rustling the plants around me, birds singing, flies flying and strangely I can hear Tibetan-style music from the village below. I meditate, relax, draw and write .<br /><br />This could be anywhere. I've seen similar scenery in the UK, Ireland, Colombia, and I presume you can see this around the world. However, after 3 months of 'playing hard, working harder' in crowded Beijing, this is incredibly relaxing. I feel part of nature's world again.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">8.30am. Time to leave. </span>Not a bad start to a Wednesday morning.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-115996184454226387?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35253655.post-1159960050058158412006-10-04T18:55:00.000+08:002006-10-05T22:02:02.173+08:00Beijing 2008 Olympics<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/stadium" jpg=""></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://daniel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/stadium" jpg="" to=""></a><br />This week is a national holiday in China, and so on Monday I borrowed a housemate's bike and spent a few hours riding around north Beijing.<br /><br />The National Stadium for the Beijing 2008 Olympics is about a 20 minute ride from my apartment. Although the whole site is guarded because it's still being built, its going to be amazing. The design is breathtaking up close, and the national swimming pool next to it is just as impressive.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35253655-115996005005815841?l=daniel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13756481535132236747noreply@blogger.com0