This guy always makes me laugh. His job is so easy and mundane, but he treats it so seriously. He's always muttering and you can't really understand what he's saying. His voice carries a bit too.

Before I Forget

There has been something that needs to be said about this capital city of the most populous nation on Earth. It sucks. Doesn't mean I can't make it my own and have a great time. Like they say when in Rome. But this isn't Rome. This is the foul-stenched, dry as a lizard's ass, rude as Rush Limbaugh without his pills crap city known Beijing.

First the dryness. My god it's so dry that I'm bleeding. Literally bleeding. I have patches of scabs all over my legs and back. I was recommended to get a humidifier. They sell for about 100-300 RMB. Relatively cheap for the comfort of non-bleeding skin. But being the cheap bastard that I am, I haven't bought it yet. What the hell? I know.

Foul -stench. People smell. Almost everyone has halitosis. Sewage lines break and yea. Poop city in front of your building. Appetizing.

Rude people. I loathe thee.

In other news, I've been trying to find stuff for me to do. I might audition for a community theater, take up swing dancing, or join a book club. Weird options eh? But that's what I have found available on the expat forums and I really don't have a choice. My chinese is not good enough. Hopefully, one of these will be fun!!

Beijing Peking

So I've been in China for a week and two days now. Well it's definitely an interesting place. You can definitely tell you are not in the developed world anymore. It's the little things like the ill-planned traffic and transportation plans to the constant weird smells here. The people... I'll put it onto cultural differences.

People here very crass and a little rude to a foreigner such as myself. People spit everywhere. My uncle whom I met recently find it shocking that people are so affronted by the idea of spitting in public. The people just let one rip anywhere. Laying in the park. IN THE ELEVATOR!! OMG I can't believe I went up 21 floors without passing out. There's just a different sense of decency here. People here are like the Chinese people I met in Europe, they don't reply to you when you say hello or goodbye. That goes for some of my co-workers too.

Work is the same. A little tiring trying to catch up from the one week of non-stop case studies and packing. The people at work are cliquey. They all have their own cliques and it's hard to integrate. I hope it'll be better once Adam and the new BA's get here. I know the feeling I have right now. I'm not even going to type it but I have to do something about it or it's going to eat away at me. I fear I might be in over my head. Happiness has to be created like I how had it in Germany. God. Ich vermisse dich Deutschland. Why did I leave again?