Pics N Peeps

My amazing students in a Chemistry lab.
I am showing them something that they already know and they are correcting me on how to do it.
Typical.

Albeit the picture has about the same focus ability that I did at that point in the evening, I suspect you still 'get the picture': Me with Canadian Dave and American John out at the bar.

Pre-game (aka: drinking-on-a-walk-about-towards-the-bar) we were inspired to take what I'm becoming quite fond of as well as talented at: "drinking art".

American John and my Aussie girl, Gemma. I like to call them "my kids".

Gemma and I in Xi'an at a water show. Yep, more drinking art.

Although it may not appear so, I am sober more often than not. So here is some sober, "alley art", that I have accumulated from around Wuhan over the last month. You all know how much I love the alleys and markets here.

At our school recently, we played a Teachers vs. Students soccer game. When I showed up to play, a student actually said: "so you only have 7 players not 8...because the girl does not count." He said it so matter of factly that all of us teachers were flabberghasted and I just started laughing and walked out onto the field; leaving it up to my male counter parts to sort out this confused child.

But after that comment, I did feel like I was back in elementary school again - trying to play with the boys - who for whatever reason seem to think you require a penis to be able to play sports.



I wish I could say I sure showed them a thing or two about how girls can play soccer. However, soccer was never my thing and I was just out there to have a good time...yeah.... i scored on my own team.
I hate it when that happens!

Furthermore, I have a club at school (which I am sure you will hear much more about later) and last week we collected old winter clothes from students and staff. This weekend the club went out and handed the jackets et. al. out to the homeless in the community. It is getting down to about 5C at night here now, and without any form of social welfare, the needy are more than appreciative of any thing offered. Here is our pile of clothes ready to go.


At last, when I am not drinking or working, as I have said before, I am spending most of my time studying. Here is my wonderful Chinese teacher, Vicky, and I at the end of a long class on radicals and reading.


Last but certainly not least....in fact, I saved the best for last.... how could I possibly forget my bad ass lcb... wang jun, aka： Victor； with whom I eat over half of my 'real' meals with and spend almost all of my free evenings a week with these days.
Here we are having a typical dinner of veggies and fresh fish and beer in an side alley restaurant... I taught him the word 'ghetto' a week prior, with which he then used to described my choice of restaurant quite fittingly on this night.
And we tried a new veggie, to which he taught me the name: 萵苣。 
萵苣很好吃！
王莙很好玩！