I have returned to Hong Kong for a mix of business and pleasure only to find this city much more endearing. As an international metropolis, Hong Kong is a first class city and one that I'll always enjoy visiting... if only for a 'quiet' break from the Motherland. Though its only been 2 months, the same city I was nervous to begin my adventure in has brought me comfort. The vibrant city that eased me into Aisan culture has lost none of its charm... and none of its pollution either.
While the city hasn't changed, I certainly have. My beard is down to my chest, the hair on my head has grown back just enough to cover the 'I heart Handgela' tattoo on my scalp and that lazy astigmatic eye of mine has given up completely and forced me to place a patch over it. Other than this, life is good.
Classes are going well and I find myself sincerely enjoying teaching. Eventhough I've been teaching for about 7 weeks now, there's one thing I can't get over: my students' names. Each class I begin by taking attendance. I chuckle everytime I call out some students' names: "Lady Killer?..." or "Bedroom?..." or my favorite "Ronie?..." (just like peppeRONI, seriously). Other names on my 'greatest hits' list are: MagicSkai, Arson, Very, who sits next to Happy, Orange (like the fruit), Savage, Funky, Bugg. C, M.E. and Potty (maybe the name John was taken).
Anyway, it's no consolation but I apologize for allowing this blog to gather dust. China is quite particular about their communication. Translation: In China, there's no blog like no blog.
much love. peace. paul.
PS. For a good time write to:
Paul Wegerson
Zhongshan College
Zhongshan City, Guangdong
P.R. China, 528403
No ransom notes, please. I don't negotiate with terrorists.
Friday, October 22, 2004
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