When you live abroad, receiving a package from home can be a huge deal. This was especially true nineteen years ago when they were almost the only way to get things like good chocolate, cheese, English books (other than the classics), etc., but even now there’s something nice about getting things from the other side of the world. Continue reading
I am both happy and proud that one of the first things I accomplished on moving back to Chengdu was buying a bicycle. Continue reading
In the spring of 1996, April 9 to be exact, I arrived in China for the first time. My flight had gone from Atlanta, to Chicago, to Seattle, to Beijing, to Chengdu. It was my first time traveling further from the U.S. than Mexico, and I was excited. Continue reading
One of my favorite things about Chinese cities in general is the sound of cicadas. As I sit typing in what will be my library/office once my books arrive, I can hear the ciadas in the trees eleven floors below. But the best cicada experience is to wander down a small tree-covered lane and listen to the undulating sound they make. I recorded the following bit of cicada sound while strolling through a touristy set of streets known as Kuanzhai xiangzi 宽窄巷子. Although it’s clearly a tourist trap, it’s so attractive and has such style and seeming haphazardness that it’s hard not to love it.
Hello from Chengdu! My family and I just arrived here from New York City. We’ve moved here with the intention of making this our home indefinitely. I’ve lived in this city twice before, and visited it numerous times when living elsewhere, but a lot of time has passed and a lot of things have changed. Continue reading