Monday, March 30, 2009

Living Abroad

I am blogging from BLOG INN. It is situated on the eastern side of the city of Hangzhou, surrounded by fruit stands, steamed buns, tea eggs and doughnut omelettes. There are random noises of construction, chanting, children wailing and men whistling. I am regularly sleeping with earplugs and an eyemask, realizing that city life just aint for me. Living in a hotel and eating out every meal (or substituting meals for junk food/fruit on my shelf) isn't as exciting as I had imagined. At least the food is dirt cheap-$1 fresh Muslim noodle soup-score!



There are always inconveniences to traveling but seeing how drastic my life has changed in China during these few weeks is definitely surprising. I miss my family but I can skype with them on a regular basis, which makes it all so much easier. Having a cousin to visit in Shanghai automatically makes me feel close and comfortable too. I'm putting a lot of energy forth into making the most of each day and my time here. There are the awesome moments when I see a man towing 50 wicker chairs by bicycle as I dodge multiple people crossing my path, people carrying soup to-go in a bag, the whiff of herbs in the air, the sincerity of Hangzhou locals, and the 30m tall golden buddhas at Lingyin Temple.
Shopping has been a challenge. Clothes are made so cheap here, and it shows. Luckily I was able to go to the Silk District today to find a few special items. Most of my Mandarin conversations with the salespeople go something like this:

They say something about me liking what they have in store, would you like to try on?...

Me: I'm sorry, I don't understand. I'm American.
X: What? You don't understand? You look Chinese! (Americans are blonde!)
Me: I'm not Chinese. I'm from Washington. My mom and dad are Vietnamese.
X: Vietnam?! Your eyes are very big! Beautiful.
Me: Thank you :) How much does this cost?
X: (An amount that is absurdly cheap for the garment in American standards)
Me: Too expensive!

and if I really like it, the bargaining begins...


It may not be smart to admit I'm American since they will automatically jack up the price, but I can only pretend I'm deaf for so long. If I'm not into it, there is awkward staring, sizing me up, telling their coworkers...I walk away slowly, they follow closely behind, handing me the most distasteful attire and I question whether I look like I would wear that. I should probably dress up more to go shopping but my theory is if they think I can't afford it I'll get a better price! I find it hilarious that this happens at every shop I set foot inside. I don't bother explaining that I'm not from Washington state, because I'm sure they only know of CA, NY and DC, just like I only knew of Beijing, Shanghai and Hong Kong. I never had a clue that this city of 6 million people was the hometown of TCM and had so much history as the capital of Zhejiang province.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Are you Negative about being Positive?

Today was one of those days where things didn't work out perfectly for me. I thought I had a lot to complain about but then I was inspired by a Wall Street Journal article called "From Attitude to Gratitude...". It reminded me that I can wake up sometimes in disbelief that this is my life. It's nothing glamorous, or deserving of an ounce of envy, but I took a step outside of myself to realize that things are not so bad. I think it helps that I'm in a caring business where people are expected to be honest about the state of their health and environmental dynamics. Listening to others in grief or pain provides me with compassion, sympathy and gratitude, not to mention the reward of attempting to make things better.

In these rough times, my patients are stressing out. They are losing ways to cope and insomnia is on the rise. Whatever state they are in, they desperately want to have hope. Sometimes all we need is a reminder that things will be alright. My coping mechanism is to check my pulse and see if I'm still alive. If I am, then I'll say some sort of mantra or motto like "Each moment is a once in a lifetime opportunity." It's simple and free, even if it sounds cheesy. I don't watch romcoms for nothing!
If you don't feel like persuading yourself to be content, the exercise of writing three good things might be useful to you. When I'm feeling irritable, I think this helps.
1. The ice is melting, which means the odds of me falling on my butt are back to normal.
2. I'm going to do 90 minutes of power yoga tonight, which is guaranteed good feelings.
3. I'm leaving for China in a week! (I have something big to look forward to)
Care to share one thing that makes you smile?