Hi guys! *waves*
You may or may not know that I recently relocated to Asia this summer. A wonderful career opportunity presented itself and I jumped on it with both feet. I'm now living in Shanghai, China. The past four months have been a serious experience in culture shock and awe.
So for those of you who are interested in knowing anything about a sistah's new life in Shanghai, I'm willing to answer some questions. Just leave them after the beep.
***To keep the comments thread from being extra-long, and to ensure I'm addressing all questions, I will continuously answer all questions within this post.
Lor asked if I had a "What the fuck am I doing in China?" moment. The answer is no. I've wanted to live abroad all my life, and Italy is my final destination. I started planning to teach abroad back in 2009, but the process is not easy or linear, and it took this long for everything to fall in place. China was never on my list of countries to live in. I wanted either Italy, Greece, Spain, France, Germany, Japan, Korea, Malaysia, or Dubai. But the interview for this particular job came days after I got my doctorate. Not to be all cliche, but it was destiny that led me here.
Lor also asked if I plan to get in any traveling while here, and the answer is, "For damn sure." First stop is shoe shopping in Hong Kong for Xmas.
Meanie asked what I've missed the most. The answer, immediately, is food. I'm a junk food addict and never had intentions of going into rehab for my addiction. Just because they don't get cheesy foods and sugary snacks right, a lot of my usual go-to snacks have been eliminated because they don't taste good. I will cheerfully murder someone for a Waffle House All Star Breakfast with double bacon, eggs scrambled with cheese and grits on the side. I'd do obscene thangs for a Popeye's 3-pc and a biscuit. I'd engage in salacious behavior for an IHOP run.
On a more positive note, I've lost about 10lbs so far.
The most frustrating thing about living here (but with a wonderful side effect) is that there is nothing in this country that is in the stores that will fit my curvy voluptuous body. I'm not a size eight, ten, or even a 12; my breasts are the size of casaba melons, my ass is built the way a sistah's ass should be, and my thighs don't look like twigs. I had no illusions about going to the mall over here. Everything over here is made for skinty girls. The side effect is that you can have clothes tailor-made.
We ain't gonna even get into how many outfits I've had made...and how often I hit up my tailor's shop...and how damned good I look in my custom new wardrobe. But I'll still have to leave the country to find shoes that will fit.
Food that I live for: dumplings & hot pot. Dumplings are life and hot pot is exquisite life. Yes, I can use chopsticks now.
I can ride the Metro system, buses & trains, very effectively. Next is the Maglev.
Love my job, but it is busting my ass. Fortunately I have a lot of ass, and so it won't kill me. I'm adjusting--with some difficulty--with teaching three different preps. I'm used to having one or two, but not three.
I've made friends with a lot of other newbies, and am particularly tight with those who live in my building.
Will continue answering questions soon!