bad habits

This is my "foreign devil" face...

I’ve developed a number of bad habits in the last few months. I stay up late playing video games, watching movies or drinking with my fellow Shiz expats. I have been lackadaisical about learning new Chinese vocab and putting it into practice. I neglect this blog and I take forever to respond to personal emails. My apartment is disgusting and I have a pile of dirty laundry knee high piled in my bedroom corner. I grew a beard. While all these things aren’t good, perhaps my most disturbing new habit is that I scare children… for fun. Read more

HEBUST is looking good


This is yet another find from my perusing of hard drive. These are photos of Hebei University of Science and Technology (HEBUST, the university I teach English at). These photos are deceiving; I took these pictures on a beautiful, pollution-free day in September. The campus doesn’t look quite as nice with the usual overcast skies and mid-winter foliage.

the shiz exploded

I’ve been having a bit of a hate/really hate relationship with the Shiz lately, but this dirty little metro went a long way in reclaiming my favor on Monday. On Monday, Shijiazhuang exploded.

It wasn’t a nuclear accident or anything cataclysmic, but rather it was the official end of Spring Festival, and this one city celebrated with more fireworks than than I think the entire state of Iowa uses on the Fourth of July. Read more

starbucks in the shiz

Dear Starbucks,

First off, thank you for opening one of your glorious consulates of coffee in Shijiazhuang. The Shiz should feel honored that you chose her to join the ranks of the two-dozen or so Starbucks-equipped cities in the Middle Kingdom. In theory, you are doing something to make the butthole of China just a little more livable.

With that being said, I do have some suggested improvements. Read more

back in the shiz

I knew the Shiz had a bad smell but I forgot that it smelled ALL THE TIME.
- Emily Krustlic

After an overnight bus and a miraculous purchase of train tickets (despite the largest annual human migration in the world) we arrived back in Shijiazhuang yesterday. Now I have that mix of emotions one always feels at the end of a vacation: it’s nice to be done with the stress of traveling but man, that tropical island was a hell of a lot nicer than this place.

Those negative feelings are especially potent when you return to a city like the Shiz, a place we characterized as “the butthole of China” when describing our city to other travelers over the last few weeks.

But, despite the smog and smells, the Shiz is a little nicer right now because of one wonderful reason: FIREWORKS!! The early morning honks and engine roar that I came to hate over the last five months has been replaced by the sweet, sweet sounds of firecrackers and mortars exploding in the morning. Actually, it is a little creepy how this city has essentially fallen silent except for the occasional faraway boom or string of pops. And I think I might add to the din in the silence by blowing another 100 RMB on fireworks at one of the hundreds of pyrotechnic stands set up around the city…

happy new year!

We arrived in Xi’an yesterday morning and we promptly found some fireworks to celebrate Chinese New Year. I’ve had one or two experiences with fireworks in Xi’an from this summer, so it was nice to be back in a familiar city doing something really fun.

And for only 125 RMB we had a lot of fun. Our collection:

- 8 giant Roman candles
- 2 thick Roman candles that ended up shooting miniature mortar shells (the kick from the firework was like that of a 9 mm pistol)
- Several boxes of uber-poppers (think those little white poppers you throw on the ground to make them explode only with about three times as much gunpowder)
- 2 huge fountains that we thought were miniature mortar sets
- 2 strings of 1,000 firecrackers

We lit all of these on the street outside of our hostel. There are apartments to either side of our hostel and across the street in Xi’an city wall. Only in China could you let this many explosives loose with an ancient landmark and houses within range…

robbed in paradise

Scams and markups are something I can handle. Someone rummaging through my stuff on the other hand...

I have always heard stories of people getting robbed but I never thought it would ever happen to me. Yesterday changed that. Read more

trip to hong kong

A Star Ferry crosses Hong Kong's Victoria Harbour at night. The ferry only costs two HK dollars but it gives an excellent view of the city.

Many fortnights ago (aka, the first part of September) I was forced to go to Hong Kong in order to get my Z Visa, an issue that should have been resolved when I visited Thailand after my summer program ended. But I don’t want to rant about that, I would much rather tell you about some of the cool stuff I was able to do and see during my surprise vacation to Hong Kong. Read more

vacation time

The last test has been given, the final paper graded and the spreadsheet has been emailed to my department director. The semester is over, and not a moment too soon.

I will start my 45ish day Spring Festival vacation tomorrow with a flight to Hong Kong, followed by a week in Thailand and finally a week in Xi’an. I will be traveling with Emily and a evolving cast of Shiz-based expats at different destinations. And I’m pumped.

As you can see from above, Emily and I’s vacation started a little early right here in the Shiz. Emily blogged about our interesting cupping experience and we made mac ‘n cheese, which, incidentally, was the first meal I cooked in my apartment…four months after moving in.

I’ll try to keep this blog updated as we travel by occasionally stealing Emily computer. Stay tuned!

holiday photos

That is the smallest piece of pumpkin pie ever, but it was also a delicious component of my holiday experience in China this year. I’ve already shared about our Thanksgiving chaos, the silkworms and my family’s plane starting on fire, but here are a few of the photos and stories from the last 90 days of holiday celebration. Just in time, of course, for my Spring Festival adventures which start on Tuesday.

I realize that there are no New Year’s Eve photos and that is because our celebration was remarkably tame. We played Settlers of Catan, drank Irish cream, hit the bar at about 10 p.m. and nestled into bed by 12:45. Wow, I am getting old.