MILES （or kilometers） away from home. I find that it＇s the simi- larities and not the differences between Beijing and my home country that strike me. Picture this. The wind from an incoming subway train ruffles yo...MILES （or kilometers） away from home. I find that it＇s the simi- larities and not the differences between Beijing and my home country that strike me. Picture this. The wind from an incoming subway train ruffles your hair as you stand in line. As the doors open, your heart flutters- the subway is nearly empty! Eagerly, you take - no. you claim - your seat triumphantly and settle in for a leisurely trip. As you sit, you happily follow all the other passengers＇ example and browse the Internet on your phone. All is well until you feel a large shadow settle over you. You look up and find that a man has decided to grab the bar right above your head and lean directly over you despite the fact that there are several free seats around you （as well as pretty much the entire train for standing space）, You can feel his breath on the top of your head.展开更多
Gulou in Beijing is a unique experience in and of itself--the area is one of the more foreign-dominated areas of the city, but the area doesn＇t carry the same air of Westernization that Sanlitun or Wudaokou do, or th...Gulou in Beijing is a unique experience in and of itself--the area is one of the more foreign-dominated areas of the city, but the area doesn＇t carry the same air of Westernization that Sanlitun or Wudaokou do, or the same flashy tourism aesthetic present in central neighborhoods like Wangfujing. Sure, there are expat-friendly hutong bars, and people can buy their share of tourist paraphernalia, but Gulou appears not to have pigeon holed itself into any genre. Perhaps that＇s part of its charm and what made it the perfect stage for the introduction to the new fashion trend sweeping China and the Intemet.展开更多
It＇s a typical Friday. I leave work, get on the subway and check WeChat tofigure out where to meet my friends for dinner. My friend＇s not in the mood to type, though, so I get a phone call a couple minutes later.
Last August, when all my paperwork was in place and it finally became clear to me that I was going to be working in China,I spent some time sitting alone in my kitchen, staring off into space because my life seemed to...Last August, when all my paperwork was in place and it finally became clear to me that I was going to be working in China,I spent some time sitting alone in my kitchen, staring off into space because my life seemed too surreal.展开更多
文摘MILES （or kilometers） away from home. I find that it＇s the simi- larities and not the differences between Beijing and my home country that strike me. Picture this. The wind from an incoming subway train ruffles your hair as you stand in line. As the doors open, your heart flutters- the subway is nearly empty! Eagerly, you take - no. you claim - your seat triumphantly and settle in for a leisurely trip. As you sit, you happily follow all the other passengers＇ example and browse the Internet on your phone. All is well until you feel a large shadow settle over you. You look up and find that a man has decided to grab the bar right above your head and lean directly over you despite the fact that there are several free seats around you （as well as pretty much the entire train for standing space）, You can feel his breath on the top of your head.
文摘Gulou in Beijing is a unique experience in and of itself--the area is one of the more foreign-dominated areas of the city, but the area doesn＇t carry the same air of Westernization that Sanlitun or Wudaokou do, or the same flashy tourism aesthetic present in central neighborhoods like Wangfujing. Sure, there are expat-friendly hutong bars, and people can buy their share of tourist paraphernalia, but Gulou appears not to have pigeon holed itself into any genre. Perhaps that＇s part of its charm and what made it the perfect stage for the introduction to the new fashion trend sweeping China and the Intemet.
文摘It＇s a typical Friday. I leave work, get on the subway and check WeChat tofigure out where to meet my friends for dinner. My friend＇s not in the mood to type, though, so I get a phone call a couple minutes later.
文摘Last August, when all my paperwork was in place and it finally became clear to me that I was going to be working in China,I spent some time sitting alone in my kitchen, staring off into space because my life seemed too surreal.
