China Is A Beast…..

Going to China for a week will change you. When you’ve been born and raised in North America and all you know about China is from a textbook, on TV, on the internet, and from your friends and acquaintances, you MUST experience it for yourself. Even if you’re from Canada, a country that is more ‘open’ and ‘melting pot’ than others, China is a very different place. You must smell the air, breathe it in, taste the food, look at the people in their faces.
I admit, I kick myself even today for not learning Mandarin in school. If I could go back and do it over again, I totally would in a heartbeat. Instead, I took Advanced Placement French, and ask me how far that has gotten me.
China is a great place. Sure, the living conditions are harsh, the streets are dirty, the people don’t have a concept of personal space, the driving is insane, and the pollution in the air and water are more than evident, but you must know why this is. For the people of China, progress comes at a cost, a large opportunity cost. One step forward, two steps back, three steps forward, one step back, that’s how it goes there. I was attending a trade show where they were showing off the world’s best stone slabs, great sculptures and works of art, and factories that can produce products faster and more efficiently than you could ever imagine. And not thirty feet outside of the exhibition hall, there is truckloads and truckloads of waste, garbage, broken pallets, and wastage. Progress, at a cost.  

I now know why people in Canada spit on the streets, don’t respect personal space, don’t respect lineups and queues, drive like crazy mad people, chew with their mouths open, pick their teeth at the table, and only buy things in brand new condition. 

I will grow to appreciate the customs, heritage, protocol, and tradition that China has to offer. It is certainly a challenge on it’s own just trying to figure out who to toast and when to drink at the dinner table.
That will come as a result of progress.

Where In the World Is Carmen San Francisco…..

So I calculated that I will actually be home exactly five days in the month of March. That is pretty much the longest that I’ve been away since I left home for ten years to move to Toronto.
Sure, it will be a test. Sure, I will have a blast of a good time. Sure, I will be a train wreck when I finally get home after all that travel. Sure, I will brag about it to everyone I can. Maybe.
So, the updates will be sparse and not very eventful. Follow me on the regular social media outlets to figure out where I am.

Cheerio!

Soul Like a Lucifer, Black and Cold Like a Piece of Lead…..

Song of the Day: Misguided Angel – Cowboy Junkies
I said “Mama, he’s crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
though he’s wild and he’s bad
and sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep me satisfied”

I said “Papa, don’t cry cause it’s alright
And I see you in some of his ways
Though he might not give me the life that you wanted
I’ll love him the rest of my days”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer, black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead

I said “Brother, you speak to me of passion
You said never to settle for nothing less
Well, it’s in the way he walks,
it’s in the way he talks
His smile, his anger and his kisses”

I said “Sister, don’t you understand?
He’s all I ever wanted in a man
I’m tired of sittin’ around the T.V. every night
Hoping I’m finding a Mr. Right”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead

He says “Baby, don’t listen to what they say
There comes a time when you have to break away”
He says “Baby there are things we all cling to all our life
It’s time to let them go and become my wife”

Misguided angel hangin’ over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you ’til I’m dead