So over my Junior year Spring Break last week I went to Beijing China.
I have so much to say about it, but today I'll just share impressions I wrote of in my creative writing class:
Place:
Order and chaos in the same moment-streets swept clean and hosed down only to be spit on all day. Dirt and dust, sewage the only scent to the air- it takes a lot of conscious thought to look beyond these to the culture of centuries before your eyes, especially during the first few hours you are there.
Sounds heard:
Clearing throats, the hacking of spit from passer-byers; clanging, creaking, ringings bells or throaty undecipherable calls from in front of behind you as you walk down the busy streets.
Who was there:
Similar faces, features alike only to each other, and more than I'd ever seen before; beside and in front were familiar faces-the rest of us, at most points eager to never be left alone without an American face nearby to help us feel safe.
More specifics later :)
This is popcorn and euphemisms- where the words will (hopefully) leap down to your third stomach where you store all your feelings and fuel your future euphemisms. (or not hopefully :P)
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