michelle guo
life in China
Late night musings
Why is it that the most pensive posts are written in the late night hours? Maybe it’s because it’s the only time of day where I have time to stop and think and take in my day, week, month, year. Or maybe it hits a certain time and a haze just settles like an invisible … Continue reading
Why Chinese Girls Hold Hands
Perhaps my title would be better worded as a question, as I’m not quite sure why Chinese girls hold hands. But I thought it’d be fun to write a post about my theories. Here are a few: Years of being crowded in on a subway leads to no perception of personal space. Chinese girls have … Continue reading
Simple Living on Simple Wages
Living in China has definitely put things into perspective. The old me could not go a week without either Starbucks or Jamba Juice. Meeting up with friends meant sharing a meal, or dessert, or at the very least, grabbing a boba (pearl milktea). Either way, I spent a lot of money to eat and play. … Continue reading
Starbucks Thoughts
It’s interesting how most of my random thoughts come bursting out when I’m in a public place, but when I’m home alone I can sit there staring at the wall and be thinking of nothing. I guess it shows how much our brains are stimulated by what we see and hear. I tend to have … Continue reading
Small Victories
One of the things I consider a small, personal victory in Beijing is when I can go an entire taxi ride without the driver asking where I am from. Because I’m Chinese-American, most drivers assume I’m a Chinese citizen. When I encounter chatty taxi drivers (which is actually the majority of them, but I don’t … Continue reading
A New Meaning to "Sharing a Taxi"
When my boyfriend and I arrived in Pingdingshan in Henan province, we still had to take a taxi to his hometown. It had been a long trip from Beijing, and we were both tired and just wanted to get to his home. What happened next, while frustrating in the moment, was not at all surprising. … Continue reading
