Thanksgiving just passed and I have a lot to be thankful for. I made it to the other side of the world and I've met a bunch of great people and see a bunch of awesome things. I miss my friends back home but really I wish I could bring them with me. It would be nice to have a little slice of home in the Middle Kingdom. LIke when someone stops dead in the middle of the sidewalk in front of you, it would be nice to have a friend to give "that" look to.
That being said there are few things that still drive me crazy. You can't be in a hurry here. At least in Chengdu, it takes well over an hour to get from one side of the city to the other. Many pedestrians will stop in the middle of or take over the whole sidewalk, preventing you from passing. The other day two women stopped at the entrance to an esclator and stood oblivious for several seconds as people lined up behind them. I don't understand how one could be so spaically unaware.
Sometime you become too aware of the differences. You need to create a community when living in a new place, especially a new country. In a new place, you have to force yourself out of your shell. Trying to make new friends at 26 is a horribly awkward task. It involves introducing yourself to people and asking them to hang out, elementary playground style. It normally pays off though, most of us are in the same boat, trying not to die from loneliness or boredom. It takes some fishing but eventually you'll find people from all different parts of the world that are just as strange as you are.