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Published: June 27th 2005
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Stranded for the winter, I begin to understand their art and philosophy grow to love these strange people. I am, The Last Samurai. I mean, Tourist. I've now reached the town where I was born, Xiangtan.
In contrast to Shenzhen, nothing seems to have changed here and I still have strange black and white memories of running up the three or four steps where my grandad worked, to meet him after work. This was before I left China, so I must have been no older than four.
My grandparents still live in the college compound where they worked as teachers, and time here seems at a standstill.
The town is too small to be listed on this website, so i've had to settle for just showing the province, Hunan. Which they've spelt wrong.
Mrs Liu has agreed to continue my kung fu training here, starting on a sword form this week, and Mr Wang (who happens to be her husband) is gonna train me up at tabletennis.
My Grandmother will help me improve my Chinese, and ovreall I feel like I'm back at school, but in some kind of Tolkien universe, where what's taught is actually useful.
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Lankyyankee
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greetings great philosopher
Hey, sounds like lots of fun there. The lychee-picking episode sounds great whatever size the lychees were, so i won't complain about your descriptions anymore. I'm even more impressed by the sort of mind-opening thoughts you're having there. It sounds like a journey to greater understanding, but also a pilgrimage back to ur roots, u know? Things here are fun, sophia's back and she likes ur blog too!! Keep it coming, unless u find some sort of philosophical reason to diappear from our view. -b