The start of my year abroad: Manchester Airport - 22nd September 2014

The start of my year abroad: Manchester Airport - 22nd September 2014
The start of my year abroad: Manchester Airport - 22nd September 2014

Sunday, 4 January 2015

The start of 2015.....

My meal with Odille and her friends was lovely. They took me to a hotpot restaurant, where the tables had mini hotplates for each person, so that you cook your own food and control the temperature! The food was incredible; we had everything from mushrooms and tofu to shrimps and tortoise jelly! They also got me a Christmas present and then wouldn’t let me pay for dinner! It was a really nice afternoon. 

All the condiments







My hotpot!


My gifts - hat, scarf and gloves


In the evening, I went to the spa with Janet. The building itself was very grand and the spa was incredibly clean. We first handed in our shoes to get flip-flops, and then went into the changing rooms. Here, we got some delightful floral pyjamas to change into and then headed upstairs to get some dinner! I tried turtle for the first time (it was horrible) and drank milk with rice floating around in it – it was like drinking rice pudding. After eating, we went into a room to relax before heading down into the sauna and steam rooms. After having showers and using all the products (definitely had to guess which one was the shampoo) I tried to take the subway home. However, it was so busy I ended up getting a taxi. I cannot wait for all the students to go home so that everywhere is quieter!




On Tuesday evening, I went to a New Year gala for foreign teachers of Wuhan University. After a 45 minute walk across campus (Janet, my boss promised 30!), we arrived at a very posh building and sat down at the table for the show to begin. The show was hardly a show – 3 acts including German singing, Chinese violinists happened, and then it was announced that the buffet was open, whilst a couple more acts performed. Therefore, we were eating our food as the show was going on, which to me was a very strange concept. However, the food was amazing (sweet and sour pork with hundreds and thousands sprinkled on was a particular highlight) and I knew most of the other teachers around my table so it was a good, yet bizarre evening.



My boss, Janet and I






Wednesday was New Year’s Eve and after having exams in the morning, I came home and cleaned my apartment, then started getting ready for the evening. The plan was to meet at a restaurant then head to prison bar afterwards. However, trying to get a taxi in China on New Year’s Eve has the exact same difficulty as in England and after 30 minutes of waiting and seeing no taxis, I got a lift with a security guard that I recognised from a nearby area. Picture the scene, I was riding on a scooter, all dressed up and it was about minus 5 degrees, brilliant. He dropped me off at the apparently correct location but I soon realised it was wrong.

He had dropped me the wrong end of the longest road ever. I decided to start walking down in the right direction and then one of my friend’s went past on a pushbike and saw me. Cue me getting a ‘backy’ for at least 3 miles down a very busy, heavy traffic road on a pushbike with no seat. I just about arrived in one piece to the restaurant and practically ran inside after 90 minutes of being outside in the cold. The food itself was lovely (although a Chinese man next to me vomited his dinner up. Why do they always do this!?) and we ventured to Prison bar about 10pm. The place was packed full of people ready to celebrate the start of 2015. On the countdown to midnight we opened some champagne and then I taught all my Chinese friends the ‘dance’ to Auld Lang Syne.

After a surprisingly good evening, I went to get a taxi home, but even that wasn’t trauma free. My taxi driver decided that I had not exclusively hired the taxi and kept stopping to ask people if they wanted to go in the same direction. Eventually a guy got in and we arrived at my stop. The taxi driver then decided to try and make me pay the full price of the cab ride, even though there was another passenger. My Chinese may be awful but he definitely picked the wrong laowi (foreigner) to mess with. Cue me offering him half the cab fare and jumping out the taxi. Ellis 1: stupid taxi driver 0.






Tofu loaf!







New Year’s Day at home usually involves me lounging around the house in pyjamas and then having a huge dinner later on. Seeing as the dinner wasn’t a possibility for me this year (crying over the fact that I missed the 5 bird roast), Dean and I headed to Burger King in search of hangover food. I spent the afternoon eating my whopper burger and watching ‘Drop Dead Fred’, one of my favourite childhood movies. Then, I had to pack for the Hot Springs trip the next day, and ended up packing a suitcase for a overnight stay. Nightmare.




Friday morning, 9am, and Dean and I headed to get a taxi to Fujiapo bus station to meet Ivan, Olivi and Will. We bought our tickets and waited for Olivi and Will to arrive. They arrived at approximately 10.08am leaving us 2 minutes until our bus left. I started my trip sprinting through the bus station with a pull-along case! The bus to Yingchen was only supposed to take an hour but in that time, we hadn’t even got out of Wuhan. 3 hours later, after a stop at another bus station where the bus got crammed full of people, we arrived in Yingchen and had to wait for a local bus. This next bus was so full we had to stand, and I had to keep turning in different directions as all the locals were trying to take pictures of me!


Fujiapo bus station

Bus tickets




The local bus

Finally, we arrived at Tangchi Hot Springs and found a guesthouse to stay in for the night for just 30RMB each (£3!). Our bathroom had no door and our room had no key to lock it, but they were minor issues and after grabbing some food, we finally headed to the hot springs centre. It seemed that every Chinese person had also decided to visit on this day and the place was packed. Even worse, I was the only girl and had to go into the changing rooms by myself. After fighting over a clean towel but unsuccessfully managing to get flip-flops, I managed to find my locker and went to meet the guys.


The remainder of our bathroom door!



Lunch - fish, smoked pork with bamboo, garlic pak choi and rice


Hot springs entrance

The hot springs centre is an outdoor place, with pools of different temperatures dotted around. There are also saunas, a sandpit where you can get buried, an indoor swimming pool, a wave pool, and mini water park. You walk around in your towel or robe and then choose which spring you want to go in. Our second spring was a hot one and we stayed in there quite a while. However, when we got out, we realised that our towels and shoes had been taken! The Chinese are brutal – they’d even left us their wet towels as a gift! This meant running to every other pool until we stole someone else’s towels and flip-flops later on. Well, if you can’t beat ‘em then join ‘em.

After 3 hours in the springs, we went upstairs to a lounge area. I couldn’t find how to get to it from my changing room, so had to run through the men’s changing room with a towel on my head! I successfully made it and we got some free fruit, snacks and drinks to have whilst relaxing. We were the only people in swimwear and towels / robes, as the Chinese were all dressed so we got some very funny looks. At 7pm, we headed back down the springs, hoping that most of the Chinese would have gone by now and we were lucky. The place was becoming empty and we found a small hot tub size spring to have all to ourselves. After some sneaky trips back to the locker, we spent the evening in our hot tub with drinks and snacks and even got to watch some fireworks.

8 hours of water makes you seriously hungry, so just before midnight we left the resort and went in search of food. Opposite the entrance were lots of outdoor restaurants, selling barbeque and fried rice or noodles. I had some chow mien and then we all headed back to our guest room. After taking some pictures on the Polaroid camera, we all went to bed. I’d had a fantastic day but I was exhausted!


Chow mien




Unimpressed by how cold it was!



Our bathrrom door handle








On Saturday morning, we made our way back home. The bus to Yingchen was pretty relaxed but at the bus station there, we were told that bus tickets to Wuhan had sold out. This would mean going to Hankou – a different district nearby to us so we decided to buy those and then headed out to find lunch before our long ride home. When we came back to the bus station, there was a huge queue of people and we realised that everyone else was also trying to get to Hankou. Normally, being a foreigner doesn’t help you in these situations, but one of the workers told us that we could skip the line and get on the bus – best moment ever! The bus got more and more packed as we headed home and people ended up sitting on stools and buckets in the aisle!
Everywhere had meat and fish drying in the sun



Lunch at Yingchen



Market at Yingchen

Market at Yingchen

The queue for Hankou buses!

Our extremely full bus!

We arrived in Hankou and then had to try to get the subway across town home. Weekends on the subway are horrendously busy and I was squashed into a corner for most of the ride home. Dean and I were so tired that when we left our subway station, we took a scooter taxi the rest of the way home. I spent Saturday evening lying in an exhausted state eating chocolate chip cookies. Tangchi hot springs trip you were amazing but I don’t think I have ever used so many types of transport in a 48 hour period!

I’m so glad that today is Sunday and I’m not working, because I needed the day off to recuperate! I’ve spent the morning doing chores with all the windows and balcony door open as it’s lovely and sunny. I’ve also taken all my Christmas decorations down, which is a job I hate doing but it’s nice to have a clutter free apartment again. I then went to get my veg and some lunch in just a t-shirt and everyone kept stroking my arms looking concerned at me! Tonight, I am going to relax and cook some dinner before my last week of teaching begins. 6 exams left and 200 students to grade and then my winter break begins!

xxxx



Thursday, 1 January 2015

2014: The good, the bad and the brave.

Okay, so I know this blog is supposed to be a record of my year abroad, but I quite fancied writing something about 2014 because it’s been a crazy year.


The good:

1) Realising that 22 isn’t too scary and that I’m not that old yet. I can still have naps and an empty fridge even if I have to clean my apartment and grade 300 exam papers. I also got to celebrate with lots of special people :)











2) Getting a new car. I love Polly the Picanto and can’t wait to be back driving her in July.



3) Managing to get to the front at the Beyonce concert with Demi! Seeing Queen B perform was incredible.

4) Going for a night out in Sheffield with work and accidentally going to a different venue. 




5) Attending Jenny and Craig's wedding at the White Hart Hotel.




6) Taking my mum to Mabloethorpe for her birthday in April. We rented a beach hut on a freezing cold day and after plenty of moaning she had a brilliant day. We played crazy golf, walked along the sand barefoot and had fish and chips on the beach. Her final treat was a go in a child's ride!




7) Going to the Army vs. Navy rugby game with my dad. I successfully navigated us around London and we all made it home in one piece. Two highlights: The Army won (of course!) and I managed to finally get a picture at platform 9 3/4!









8) Attending an open air concert in Newark with my mum and dad. My first concert sitting on a picnic blanket and it was brilliant. 




9) Graduating with a Postgraduate Certificate in Education from Bishop Grosseteste University. Seriously proud moment.







10) Living back in Lincoln. After moving around so much when I was younger it’s lovely to have a place to call home now.




11) My new phrase of these past few months has been....”because it’s China”. Living in a country where you cannot control anything has made me learn to relax and stop worrying about things that I cannot change. So when a trip to the bank takes 2 hours, a man on a moped stops on the side of the road to gawp at me or a man on the table next to me is vomiting his dinner up whilst I’m trying to get mine down, I take a deep breath, smile and say “because it’s China”.


The bad:

1) Having to start paying rent. I love my mum and dad dearly and I loved them even more for letting me live rent-free during my teacher training but July was when I graduated and when rent started being paid. Another reason why I moved to China = rent free living!

2) The difficulties from the PGCE. Anybody who says that their teacher training is easy isn’t doing it right. You should be working from 6am to 9pm Monday to Friday and then Friday evening, you lay on the sofa unable to string a sentence together whilst trying to stay awake for the programme on at 9pm. You should be waking up in cold sweats at 5am about the laminating that you haven’t done for Literacy in the morning and your makeup routine should definitely not exceed 3 minutes in order to have at least 6 hours of sleep. And then there’s the post–it notes and lists which have lists to make sure you know what is happening (or rather you think you know) and any time you optimistically have a rare evening off to be sociable, you’re either full of cold from one of the children or falling asleep.

The most difficult year of my life by far, and I cried a lot, ate far too many biscuits and questioned why I wanted to be a teacher almost every week but in May, something amazing happened. I was sat and all the children were silently reading books; my desk was organised, the photocopying for the next 6 lessons was done AND I’d had a full lunch break. I finally felt like a teacher that day and it was incredible.

3) The hangovers that last 2 days. Whyyyy?!

4) Having to say goodbye to my Maccys family. After 4 ½ years of working in a place and working my way up, meeting some friends for life on the way, I finally hung up my apron to come on my year abroad. #Imlovingit

Realising that Prom was 6 years ago and Freshers at Chester University was 4 years ago. Sayyyyyy what! Nothing like reminiscing to make you feel old.







The brave:

1) Deciding to go and work abroad for a year. I realised that I didn’t want a teaching job and really needed to get some travelling out of my system before launching my teaching career. I didn’t choose China, it chose me. I think the hardest thing about this decision is that some people around me weren’t supportive of this and that made it harder to accept the job. But, I followed my instincts and I’m so glad I did because it’s turning out to be a fantastic experience.

2) Agreeing to do an extra essay over the summer for Master’s credits. During my PGCE year, we had to do two compulsory essays and if you got a high enough mark, they could count as credits towards a Master’s. Amazingly, I managed to get high enough marks in both essays and then found myself agreeing to do a 5000 word essay during the summer holidays. The motivation to finish this essay was definitely at an all time low, because after working 50 hours in the week, I didn’t want to come home and write the essay. I wanted to go to Daisymade and sit in the sunshine at Hartsholme. I finished it within a month and submitted it feeling overly hopeful. A few weeks ago, I found out that I passed the essay! 2/3 Masters = done.

(Huge thanks to Beth Robinson for encouraging me to do the extra essay and my mum who kept me sane during times when the essay word count didn’t even total 100 for the day.)


The trips:

In January I went on a road trip to Manchester to see all the girls from uni and then went down to Wolverhampton to see Versha. I didn’t get lost once, even when my Satnav died! The trip involved too many drinks, lots of shopping and even more laughs.





July  - Went for a weekend away with the uni girls to Newcastle. I first stopped at Diane and Geordie’s for a night in Blythe and then met the girls the next day to have a messy night in the ‘Toon’. My two main memories of this night were dancing on a tiny stage in a random bar and getting bored of waiting for a taxi in the queue so bribing a taxi driver to take us first.






August – Prague with Schmoy! After getting an amazing deal with a gorgeous hotel, Doyle and I went to Prague for a long weekend. It is a beautiful city and thanks to my impressive map reading skills, we rarely got lost. This break involved being freezing cold in an ice bar, going to the largest nightclub in Europe, taking a river cruise in the rain and attempting to eat the huge portions of food in every restaurant.








September – Jamaica with the family. My lovely parents took Lozzy and I on a two week break to Jamaica (even if it is the last paid for holiday *sob*). It was fantastic, two weeks of relaxing with my favourite people, although if the weather was ridiculously hot. I think it’s the only holiday I’ve had where I wanted the thunderstorms to happen everyday, so that it cooled everywhere down! I drank far too many cocktails, climbed Dunn’s river falls in just a bikini, saw the sunset at Rick’s cafĂ© whilst listening to a live Reggae Band and spent some much needed quality time with my mum, dad and sister.








What does 2015 hold for me?

  • Finish my year abroad in China and move back to England

  • Hopefully go and do something different in a new country

  • Look forward to the people visiting me in China....only 30 days until my parents come over and about 3 months until I see Adele!

  • Keep writing my blog until I finish my year abroad – I love hearing that people read it because it was only supposed to be for my mum and dad to track what I was doing and I’ve already for over 1500 page views!

  • Stick to a good sleeping pattern – anybody who knows me well knows that my sleeping routine is awful but I’m doing exceptionally well at the moment so I don’t want it to slip.

  • Stay in contact with all my friends. Knowing someone since Secondary School or even Primary School and still being really close to them is an amazing feeling.

  • Finish my Masters – I hope!

  • Learn some more Chinese so that I can be relatively understood

  • Stop over planning my life – 2014 wasn’t planned at all and it worked out in the end.

- “Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”


Happy New Year everyone 
xxx