dimanche, mars 30, 2008

I went back to bed and then got up at five in the afternoon. How's that for jetlagged?
( Shanghai )

I don't like leaving places.

Damien and Siv came over to the hotel to see me off and we hung about the lobby and chatted for as long as we could. We talked about the wedding in Chamonix and I promised to be there.

I left Shanghai at about 4pm.

Chicago*,
then Boston,
with the plane landing just after 9pm.


( Boston )

Got home and then ran out for drinks. Didn't quite feel like staying home alone. My room is in a mess but it's exactly as I left it.

There are many things to do. But I don't know what to do with myself.




* Note: For future reference, United just sucks at international travel. The cabin and equipment look like they're from the 80s and someone forgot to tell them about the invention of video on demand. Got to fly business class this time, and I had to jiggle the headphone jack to get stereo sound. The guy next to me had a broken foot rest. They served us food on trays. If they're going to commit to the international market, they should put in a decent effort. Right now it's just pathetic - someone from the company should try flying another (any other) international airline to find out what minimum standards feel like.

vendredi, mars 21, 2008

Hello. I am in Beijing.

Met up with some teammates at a restaurant, and in the middle of dinner, these 3 girls in leotards came on stage and started singing 90s hits. They even had crazy dance moves. It was rather surreal.

"Somehow I feel like I'm in Saigon."

After that I wandered away from the group and found this Chinese restaurant that looked like a KFC from the outside but on closer inspection, had a chinese man's face instead of Colonel Sanders.

The menu was all in Mandarin and there weren't very many pictures. I asked the guy in broken, halting Mandarin what was good to eat and he pointed back and said, "Everything on the menu." That didn't help too much.

Then I spotted a big photo of chicken and rice and an egg in the corner of the shop and I said, hey I want that.

It was pretty good, AND a bigass bowl cost me 16 yuan, which ends up being about $2 US dollars. To put that into perspective, fried rice at the hotel costs close to $30. Bloody hell.

lundi, mars 17, 2008

It's about five in the morning in Singapore. I'm officially on vacation till Tuesday morning Eastern Standard Time, but obviously that rule proved itself false. There are many things due last week.


"Are you always up this early?" I asked him.

"Almost always," he said without looking up. "It's beautiful here, but morning light can make the most vulgar things tolerable."

"I know what you mean," I said, and I did. About the only time of day I had been able to stand in Plano was the very early morning, almost dawn, when the streets were empty and the light was golden and kind on the dry grass, the chain-link fences, the solitary scrub-oaks.


- The Secret History, Donna Tartt


The light here is blue, with some gold at the fringe. I usually complain about the temperature and the humidity here but it's really nice and calm and comforting in the mornings. There is also the familiar sound of the traffic and the birds, and sometimes when I breathe in, I remember certain moments and atmospheres from being 14, or 18 or 20.

I leave for Beijing in 2 days.

jeudi, mars 13, 2008

Melbourne, Australia.




lundi, mars 10, 2008

Some photos of my brother, sister, and I from forever ago. We're talking about the 80s here.

My brother Lawrence and I
Sharon, Lawrence and I with the Grandmaster, Jackie Chan

dimanche, mars 09, 2008

This is my grandmother, Ann Lee.



She's one of the most inspirational characters in my life and without her I wouldn't be who or where I am today. (We are assuming that I am somewhat of a good person.) She is all that is good and amazing and she gives you strength when you think you have none.

This afternoon we had a big birthday bash for her 90th at the Conrad in Singapore and she had over 250 guests, with another 100 on a backup list.

"Just in case," she said, in all earnestness.



My cousin Damien and I were MCs for the day and we semi-awkwardly hosted and introduced speakers, and wandered around, mingling with guests we hardly knew, but guests who had known Granny for longer than we did.

It is my hope that someday I will have led a life as amazing as hers.

mercredi, mars 05, 2008

I am in New York for a few days.

Tomorrow I leave for Singapore (on vacation!) and we're celebrating Grandma's 90th birthday on Sunday at the Conrad. We've tried to corral all her children and grandchildren from the various parts of the globe, and I think to a certain extent we've been successful. Maybe 6 children, and 16 grandkids.

I'm quite excited really - haven't seen some of my cousins for over 10 years. Well, I lie. I've become Facebook friends with some of them but I don't think that really counts.

Next Wednesday I am due in Melbourne, Australia for my cousin Kevin's wedding and I get back to New York on the 17th.

And I have been told that I might be traveling 2 days later to Beijing, then Shanghai for work. We'll see how that goes.