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"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."|
I personally have never been a fan of “big skyscraper cities” myself, no matter where they are located on the planet.
Because the true beauty of a city is in the hearts of the people that reside in it, some of the most beautiful things on the surface contain some of the ugliest things inside.
I was through Shanghai back in late January of 2008, it was beautiful and the people I met there were as well, but it had the typical fast paced hustle and bustle that any great skyscraper city has, so in that respect it was not unique to me.
However, the more rural China was another story, it was/is absolutely gorgeous and its people showed me the finest examples of what foreign hospitality is really all about.
“One”, of the most amazing thing to me was the number of children who spoke English in these more rural cities, this caught me by complete surprise, and oh how their parents glowed with pride as their children conversed with me on the street, it truly touched my heart.
The lack of a foreign accent in their spoken English was extraordinary, and I couldn’t believe it as they began writing out words that I could read.
Many children began taking photos of me with their friends using their cell phones; I could barely make it down the street without engaging in some kind of English dialogue with these children.
Since I have only been to China once, I cannot say if this was the rule or the exception in Wenzhou, but it was most impressive to me either way.
That overseas trip to China had the most profound impact on me and on my life, over any other overseas trip I have ever made, and in a most unrivaled way.
I made sure to visit as many old temples as possible, truly a profound experience and the craftsmanship I found there was absolutely astonishing.
I can’t think of a single bad experience over my 11-days and 5-city business/pleasure trip, and I did it with only what could fit in a small day pack, as public busses was my primary mode of transportation, and traveling light was the order of the day.
I can’t wait to go back, and have even gone so far as to look for types of employment in China that might suit me best in my trying to stay connected with the exportation business to the US, but I find nothing.
So, I guess I’ll have to wait for the economy to improve and save up my money again for another taste of China’s great cultural cornucopia.
I could write tons more about my visit, and my photo collection is a constant reminder to me of those life changing experiences that occurred within me so far from my home.
I guess that’s why I’m here, because I’m missing China and I have a personal interest in, as well as, feel a brotherly bond with the peoples of China, and I can’t imagine that anyone who has actually been there, not feeling the same way.