Adventures on the Mainland
|Tianmen Mountain on a cloudy day|
I got to take a 50 minute cable car ride up Tianmen Mountain and I got to walk down five steep escalators and one incredibly long set of narrow stairs to get back down.
I got sick with a cold that turned into laryngitis that turned into me trusting a student and a doctor who examined me while smoking a cigarette, which turned into me taking small green pills of traditional Chinese medicine, cough syrup that tasted like unflavored Robitussin, and an abundance of throat lozenges.
|Being sick sucks no matter what country you're in|
I got scars from the rove beetle that bled on me. I got traumatized from the bat that woke me up in the wee hours of the morning. I got irritated from the stink bugs around my bedroom window. I got paranoid from the stray dogs running around my campus for fear of rabies.
|Changsha food, smog masks, and puppies|
During these first few months, I feel like I've seen it all and like I haven't seen anything yet. China's just not China if I don't see the sun setting over the mountains that I love to walk in as often as I can. The smells are strong, but the sense that each day can be completely different is stronger. Have I wanted to say "I've seen enough!" and go home? Absolutely. Will I? No. This is by far the most interesting thing I've ever done. I got this.
|Zhangjiajie sunsets from my balcony|