I get to experience yet another Spring Festival in China, as an onlooker. Haven’t really celebrated it the complete Chinese way. Although, after asking my Chinese friends how they （过年 ）celebrate NYE, it rather sounds like my trips back home – filial duties, endless visiting, gluttony, and empty pockets. Well, my trips home are way better but those are part of it. The modern urban Chinese don’t seem to have much going for them on their special festival.
Not to feel sorry about that though, my school hosted a spanking good banquet. Long tables of decorated food. Sadly, the actual taste of it didn’t do much justice to the grandeur. Who cares though? They made for good Instagram posts , yay! Read more
It was five in the evening, or night, depending on whether you look at the clock or the sky. I decided on how much to wear. Two sweaters or three? Two pairs of long johns /thermals or one? The usual complex decisions, you know. A mere 20 below zero Celsius does not require much, nevertheless one can never be too warm in Harbin.
(brain nudges) Oh yes, I need to mention that it was unusually warm till about last week when things got into place. By things I mean, icicle-decorated nostrils, icy roads, icy lashes, and stuff like that. Hooray! It’s winter! My happiness sounds like this ‘tadatumtum!’ . No I’m not crazy. The minus tens were scary, brought global warming so close to home! So after the very warm #NYE (New Year’s Eeeve, dad, that’s how it’s referred to now, you really need to get an Instagram account ) , we in Harbin are singing in the ice, just singing in the ice, what a gloooorious feeeli.. whoops .. getting derailed here. Gosh I love musiiicahhls! Read more