My Owie

I have been having trouble accessing my blog lately...do you think the Chinese government is on to me already?  Not too much to report as of late anyways. This past weekend I got my first "owie" in China, which has made for an entertaining few classes where I have taught the students about 'ouch!' booboo, first aid, band-aid, etc. Who knew the word "ouch" wasn't universal??? I have, in turn, learned a variety of new Chinese words from the experience such as: sho shan (burn), motochu (motorcycle) and jinshu (metal). Yes, that's right, I spastically burned myself on the muffler of the motorbike while getting off of it last weekend. I was excited, ok? I am such as spaz. How is it that I managed an entire winter at a ski resort without seriously injuring myself? Or am I just forgetting something...Steven? In any event, I was due for something. And I am actually thankful it was something like this fairly minor burn and not a crash on the motorbike rendering me with a real injury.

Yes I am aware that my legs are ridiculously hairy. There is no where around here to get waxed!!!! I actually finally found a place last night but I might as well have done it myself with the lights off. May require a trip to Shanghai?

The other exciting thing this week was we were given two days off due to an 'emergency evacuation' and told to stay inside with our windows shut and power off....yeah, right. Thank you Typhoon Wipha! It gave me a chance to drink a mickey of Baileys in one morning, get my trip to Beijing planned, have several cat naps, start my new book on Rational Mysticism (you may be thinking that sounds a bit like Jumbo Shrimp?), clean my kitchen for the first time since getting here... (c'mon, that's what boyfriends are for!) and watch Borat again, and again. They were calling for a super-typhoon and it ended up being little less than a typical February storm in Victoria. No trees or power lines were down or anything. Very anticlimactic, but a nice forced respite nonetheless.