I don’t think life could be any better. Sometimes I forget that I’m in the Peace Corps. My being in China is ever present and thrown in my face every time I leave the house, but it’s easy to forget that I am part of what most people think is a job where I build orphanages or live in a hut.
Right now, I am sitting alone in my 3 bedroom apartment, typing this on a laptop connected to my 50 inch 3D TV, all of which was provided by the school that I work at, whom are quick to leverage their good treatment of me when they want favors done, while I wait to go out with some local friends I made that are going to treat me to some expensive Sichuan dishes.
China truly is a different kind of monster.
It is a proud, spendthrift of a Dragon.
These two years are going to spoil me. I don’t know if I can go back home…
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