In 2008 and 2009 I spent 1.5 years studying Chinese at Tongji University in Shanghai. This is my way to China, these are my experiences in Shanghai.
I arrive in China on page 15.
I’ve never had a cleaner. And now I’m sitting in the living room and she’s running around mopping the floor. Strange. I’m quite uncomfortable.
Blankets on the campus
Walking to the cafeteria
Someone said that there would be vegetarian food at the Muslim cafeteria so we tried to find it. Without success. The thing is that you can’t just ask someone because hardly anyone speaks English and our Chinese is horrible. I finally had to take rice with vinegar and pepper things… I’ve never eaten so little since being in China. The day before yesterday I bought a whole bunch of candy but it also doesn’t taste. Ah mei.
When we left the cafeteria we found out that the Muslim one was right next to it:
Students at their mandatory basic military training. At least that’s what I was told.
I just plugged in my mouse again. It’s so great. I do like the trackpoint as well but you can’t compare the two. Now I’m so used to the Trackpoint that I happen to forget to use the mouse.
Rainbow City 2 on Linping Road.
Kabul at its best. And a new shop in between.
Because you also pay when someone calls you, you’re unreachable if there’s no more money on the card. So I bought an update right away. It wasn’t that easy to tell the man what I wanted. We had no common language. As most Chinese he spoke neither English nor German and my Chinese is hardly existent. I ended up with this:
And had no idea what to do. I called 13800138000 and switched to English but I still needed a “user pin number” which I don’t have. One hour after I had started – and only due to Chinese help – I finally had 48 Yuan on the card. I’d like to know where the missing 2 Yuan went.
Yesterday we met a German guy with his nice Chinese girlfriend. She really seemed to like him. He will fly back to his German girlfriend in three or four days and thought if he won’t betray her now he’ll never do. And the poor little Chinese girl’s heart will be broken. That takes the stuffing out of me.
I moved out yesterday and have to stay in another apartment until mid/end march. The problem: We have different daily routines and only one key.
It doesn’t only look like war, we also have the sound. There are fireworks about every other day. And they’re only meters away from the houses. I filmed this one yesterday (and it took ages to upload it). A Chinese girl told me that there’ll be a marriage the next day.