City in the mist
It had been two years since I had left the southwestern city of Kunming – the beautiful city of spring that had become my new home for one year of studying abroad. When I came back to China in the late...
View Article“You can live with me and my wife.”
I have just arrived at Chongqing airport on this Friday in early June 2012 and am taking a cab to my hostel. After the usual small talk the cab driver points at my jeans and asks: “Foreigners really...
View ArticleThe Chinese grandmother that prevented me from eating raw cucumber salad
One day in the June of 2012 I was sitting in a little restaurant in a mountain village a few hours from Chongqing. The plain white walls were decorated only with a print that showed Mao Zedong in the...
View Article“Why do you look so sad?”
Three guys who probably just turned 18 come up to me. One asks me if they can take a picture with me. I say yes, but it will cost 100 Kuai per picture. He takes out his wallet, jokingly. After taking a...
View ArticleA warm welcome and a blazing rooftop terrace
One afternoon in June 2012 I left Chongqing for Kunming. The sky was grey and the hot summer air seemed to be lying heavily on my shoulders when I left Chongqing. I did not know what would await me...
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