Chinese New Year

Chinese New Year was six months ago, but I hadn’t had the time to sit down and write about it. I blogged about it a month ago, said I would write about Spring Festival soon, so… here it is!

If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’ll notice I was MIA during the months of February, March, April, and some of May. I was going through some issues at the time, and blogging wasn’t high on my priority list. I’m not in it for the money, it’s something I do for fun. But if I can make some money from that, I’m not going to say no.

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Chinese New Year – My friend and her husband walking through the streets of her village, 上石码.

I apologize for the shitty quality of the photos, still had my old phone back then. Last year, she’d already asked me to join her and her family during Chinese New Year, but I really didn’t feel like it. I spent the entire vacation sleeping in like a very lazy cat… a fat and lazy cat. Come to think of it, maybe I have some things in common with cats. I’m so tired during the day but super energized at night.

At first, I was going to spend ten days with her and her family, because that’s how long Chinese New Year is celebrated.

But then I thought… “Ten days… that’s too freaking long to spend with people I don’t know that well.” And besides, I like being by myself. I love my privacy, and to be able to do what I want, how I want and when I want. Most of my friends worry about me.

Friends: “You live alone, you go out alone, eat alone. Aren’t you lonely?”
Me: “Not at all.”
Friends: “We worry about you, you know.”
Me: “That’s so sweet, but I’m really okay. Seriously.”

I’m the type of person that gets easily bored when I feel like I have to entertain someone the entire time. All of the people in my family are like that (on Mom’s side). We spend a lot of time together, but most of that time is also spent in “comfortable silence.” I can be with someone I love or really like (in the same space), but I don’t have a problem being in my own world and into my own thing. Talking all the time… no, that’s not me.

Many people misunderstand this and think I’m anti-social or not ‘into’ them. I am, but I don’t feel like talking to them all the time. Nothing personal.

I have a lot of acquaintances, but I don’t have many friends. That number’s gone down since last year. Not everyone’s energy goes well with mine, and that’s okay. We are all created with different characteristics, that’s the beauty of life.

So, back to Chinese New Year… My friend, her husband their son picked me up at school. Before I spent time with him, I thought her son was SUPER CUTE! Now that I know him, he’s still super cute, but also super duper spoiled. That’s a story for another time.

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Chinese New Year – My friend her village

Her village is about two hours outside of Xiamen. Beautiful little place. Everyone there seems to grow mushrooms. I’ve never seen so many mushrooms in my entire life. Every five or ten steps, you’d see some HUGE mushrooms. From this town, they are shipped/sold to various big restaurants in the surrounding area. Need I tell you almost every single dish was made with mushrooms?

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Chinese New Year – Aren’t these mushrooms prettttyyyyyyy???? Almost too pretty to eat! But I probably ate them anyway, because every single dish is prepared with mushrooms!

You could also see chickens running wild in the street. It’s like a Chicken Wild Wild West. Oh, I also saw this HUGE cat! That was one ginormous cat! I thought it was a baby tiger, or something (are they called ‘baby tigers’ or cubs’?). Wanted to take a picture, but he was too fast!

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Chinese New Year – Mushroom heaven!

To be honest, I was kind of getting sick of eating two things: mushrooms and duck! Duck was served with every single meal, sometimes prepared with some mushrooms. Even if I saw live ducks just waddling down the streets, I’d have to control my up-chuck reflex. Every single time, my friend would point at the duck and different dishes served with duck, and say, “Duck! All organic!” All. The. Time.

Sometimes, just to be shitty, I’d point at the duck on our dinner table, and say, “Chicken?”

A childhood friend of my friend invited us to see her mushroom… farm (??) (or plantation). When we left, she gave me a HUGE bag full of mushrooms.

Childhood friend: “This is for you! Have Auntie prepare these delicious mushrooms for you!”
(Me: OMG! Up-chuck! Up-Chuck!)
Me: “You’re too kind, really. I can’t accept it.”
(She was pleasantly surprised. In Chinese culture, when someone gives you something, you must first refuse a couple of times before accepting. That’s called “proper manners.” In this case, I was as serious as a heart attack.)
Childhood friend: “You are so good at learning Chinese customs! Wow! Amazing!”
Me: (Wanting to kick myself) “Thank you so much for your kindness!”

Even though I was tired of eating mushrooms and duck all. the. time, I did enjoy my time with them. But five days… was just a little too much! I was GLAD when it was time to return back to my room!

Will blog more about my Chinese New Year experiences in another blog. But for now… toodles!