Chapter III: Mouse in Manhattan

I can give King Hong Kong shit all I want, but the fact is, the place is just like any other country I have visited in the past in one important regard: if you can’t speak their language, you are guaranteed to find countless residents who speak English. Mostly because Hong Kong is officially bilingual, …

Chapter II: Massive Pile of Indian Shit

Oh Hong Kong, you amazing noodle-smelling, sewer-scented total New York City rip-off! This place should be avoided by all means in the summer! As you discover the complexities (or lack thereof) of my repugnant, charmless personality throughout these stories, you will learn that I am not the smartest person on the planet, so the visa …

Chapter I: Chinese Inception

Where do we start? OK, I know. We start at the beginning. DUH! Once upon a time in a country far, far away, a cliché was born… I went to America on this Work & Travel program for college students many years ago. I went there two summers in a row actually. The first summer, …

Prologue

Okay so I am starting this blog out of laziness. Let me elaborate. I had this idea to make a long-ish video of my life in China, so my family back home can see how I live my life these days. I’ve been in China for more than two years now. Last year I flew …