You can count on me.
You know THAT foreigner. The one you don't want to be, right? Getting real honest with myself about who I want to be versus who I am.
Some love letters as novelty wears off and culture shock sets in. (Inspired by that very good Netflix movie that you should definitely watch.)
Why is it called the "Mid-Autum" festival if it's at the beginning of autumn? Who knows.
Unlike Poland, where you can easily install your Polish SIM card on a drug dealer cell phone and get on with your life just fine, in China you're gonna want a top-of-the-line smart phone with a long battery life because if there's one thing you need to adjust to life in China, it's your phone.
I didn't really know what to expect coming into China. People will tell you so many different contradictory things--half of them vague observations, half of them lazy racist stereotypes. I've been here for almost a month now, and I'm still not quite sure what to make of it.
I wonder why a little.