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August 7th, 2011

My sixteen day trip to Germany and France that started on June 26 included many stops and many people.  I (literally) wrote about the entire trip as it transpired.  Now, I attempt to type those words into my GGW blog:

The trip begins on a Sunday morning right before 3am as I board the Aeroflot plane for the 7.5 hour leg of my adventure to Moscow. I travel for many reasons. The most important part of every one of my trips relates to the people I see and meet. I can travel to Beaumont, Texas for the forty sixth time or Paris, France for the first time and I get equally excited about seeing my friends in both places.  The history in Paris obviously adds to my excitement. Some people collect bad habits. Some folks collect fancy, expensive,  name brand handbags. I collect people. More than anything else in the world, I love the people I choose to surround myself with. Every trip I plan includes visiting friends. I keep up with folks. I pride myself on maintaining contact regularly with nearly everyone I know.  Facebook and other new technologies help tremendously with this.

 

Now, at a very early hour on a Sunday, June 26, 2011; I find food in the Moscow airport before boarding the (under) four hour flight on into Berlin.  Because of Miriam’s schedule I spend no time in Berlin other than the commute from the airport to the train station.  I find the station with little effort or drama and enjoy the 35 minute journey to the large train station.

My destination on this Sunday puts me five hours (by train) outside of Berlin in Dusseldorf. Miriam and Christina live here.

One day in early September 2010 while taking the elevator down to the ground floor in my Mandarin school I listened to an attractive young lady and her two friends attempt to say, “excuse me,” in Mandarin.  At this point in my Mandarin education I knew this particular phrase and interjected. I immediately offered my friendship and quickly learned that Miriam, from Germany, arrived a very short time before this encounter and would leave a few weeks later after an intensive Mandarin education.  With the hand-off of my business card I said, “call me, I’ll be your friend during your visit.”  Not 4 hours later I received an email and the very next evening we enjoyed cold beer together. Our friendship continues to this day.

During Miriam’s Beijing visit, my very dear friend from Spanish college in college visited while two of Miriam’s friends visited at the same time.  We sent the three ladies off on their own a few times and we all spent time together at least once as well.

I exited the train from Berlin to Dusseldorf around 4pm that same Sunday afternoon. Because of the time difference my first day in Germany lasted many hours more than a normal 24 hour day.  Not one minute after exiting the train Miriam found me. We ventured barely 12 minutes by light rail from the train station to her apartment. Ingal, her longtime companion greeted us and I enjoyed meeting a person I had heard so many nice things about.  The quickly fed me bread, cheese, mustard, pretzels, and water.  I had already eaten two sandwiches in the Berlin train station along with two airplane meals and a sandwich in the Beijing airport before flying away.

Christina, one of Miriam’s friends who visited in Beijing, arrived for a quick reunion before heading back to her home to freshen up before dinner.  We all met for a traditional sour kraut, mashed potato, pork knuckle, and beer dinner. My meal disappeared quickly. My Sunday ended after 10pm when the sun finally set.

I slept all the way until 6:30am Monday morning. Ingal, Miriam, and I enjoyed breakfast together before Ingal ventured by trail three hours back to his city for a weeks worth of work.

Miriam and I biked the fourteen minutes to her office where she left me to begin my morning adventures alone on my borrowed bicycle. Dusseldorf history spans hundreds and hundreds of years.  I noticed Starbucks, McDonalds, H&M, Gucci, LV, Coach, and many more stores in the city. The city also contains museums, old buildings, and wonderfully spectacular churches. I fed my internet addiction in a local Starbucks while sipping a tasty strawberry sugary beverage that Monday.

I found my way back to Miriam’s office for a 12:30 lunch walk. She graciously picked my lunch for me.

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My new bike…. again in Beijing

August 7th, 2011

This time I’ll paint over the nice name of the bike. Several weeks ago now my prized possession disappeared. I immediately replaced it with an even nicer bike. This new bike lasted all of a few weeks. This brings us up to today when I had to purchase a new bike again. This one is mirrors the last one. I locked my bike up today and ventured into lunch. When I returned 4 hours later my bike had vanished. I immediately replaced it at the bike store with an identical bike. This time I’ll paint over the name and remove all of the stickers. I believe that the good/ expensive bikes that disappear end up at bike shops and get sold again. This newest bike I purchased appears to be slightly used. I don’t believe I’ll be locking it up outside anymore because I don’t want to keep replacing it.

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Europe photos

July 15th, 2011

Janet Jackson sings about it – control

June 23rd, 2011

The non-smoking and free wireless internet access at my favorite Starbucks restaurants in Beijing combination allows for my spending hours and hours each week in the comfortable environment. With music in my ears and a computer in front of me I focus, for hours at a time, on my work -most days. The occasional chat session occurs when friends visit. The commute to and from my favorite Starbucks lasts anywhere from eighteen to 23 minutes depending upon how many red lights I catch. During each commute and during a bit of my Starbucks alone time I analyze many of my interactions as well as interactions of others around me in China. From my limited experience here I see that Chinese women hold the control. If I pursue any kind of relationship with a Chinese woman I will give control of that relationship over to her. Being the control person that I am I do not see that occurring.

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Hong Kong photos

June 8th, 2011

Beijing May 2011 photos

May 31st, 2011

Justin has opinions

May 27th, 2011

Justin, a well educated friend of mine in Beijing who hails from central Texas and originally southeast Texas works with the Global Times in Beijing and from time to time writes interesting articles.

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Two stories from a friend- Beijing always entertains

May 24th, 2011

The following two stories arrived in my email box from an American friend working here in Beijing. She arrived four months ago:

My entire week really has been yucky, but today was particularly frustrating.  Note that this week started on Saturday as I have been working through the weekend. At 4:00 pm this afternoon I made an executive decision and decided to treat myself to my favorite summertime treat from Starbucks.  This morning, while getting my morning coffee, I noticed that this sugar filled Strawberry delight has returned for the summer.  With anticipation and excitement I waited patiently for my guilty pleasure to be perfectly blended, a young Chinese women chatted me up.  This lovely, American born Chinese lady from LA, arrived in China 8 years ago.  Presently she heads some (my opinion)  big fancy operation here in China.  This brief conversation brightened my day tremendously.  After the natural business card exchange I received (less than sixty minutes later) an e-mail from her connecting me with 2 or 3 colleagues in my office whom I have not met yet and invited me to an event in June relating rto my field of work.  This extremely friendly and lovely young lady even works in my same complex.  We will share lunch soon.

After polishing off my tasty Strawberry Starbucks afternoon beverage, and my work day was ending, I visited the young ladies room.  I do not typically share this tidbit of information, but this is where this story starts:  As I exited the stall, a young chinese woman with 2 large and overflowing boxes on a dolly stood hawking handbags. She obviously did not work at my office; as nobody in our office would lug boxes like this around.  She sells purses, shoes, etc.  Amanda previously operated a stall at the Silk market. Presently, she sells directly to the customers with whom she has relationships.  I quickly learn that one of the my big bosses (I have not yet met) regularly makes purchases.  She accepted my card and I hope she contacts.  I believe she will be my new ghandbag friend.  I Just need to provide her with the product number.  She had the most awesome Christian Lubaton black open toe pumps.  I soooo want them — RMB 550 — these shoes are $550 back home.   As I was looking though the box of goodies she was delivering today, my colleagues were coming in and out of the restroom.  Nobody really flinched or batted an eye.  I kept thinking…….only in China.

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new Beijing residence

May 16th, 2011

waste time while driving (sitting in traffic) in Beijing

May 9th, 2011

Recently I spent too much time in cars in Beijing with friends.  I also moved to a new apartment.  My commute from Shuangjing to Liangmaqiao lasts right around twenty minutes via bicycle. During rush hour it may take two extra minutes.  The subway commute may be 12 minutes from subway to subway.  The car ride can take an hour each way easily because of traffic.

I bike or subway most places. Many trips in a car take quite a bit longer than even walking. The wait for a parking space, the time it takes to get into or out of a parking space, the time spent haggling with the parking attendant about the price of the parking fee, and the wait at traffic lights all add up to hours and days quickly.  I sense that car driving folks in Beijing have zero value for their wasted time.  I know I save hours each week by staying out of automobiles as much as possible.  One lesson I learned from way back includes the phrase, “time is money,” and I save hours weekly by staying out of cars. I feel like I’m nearly alone in this thought. At least my car driving friends won’t have any part of a conversation about leaving their cars at home.

I love my bike. I love the ease of riding and parking it. I love that my commute is not affected (in terms of time of commute) by rush hour.

 

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