Thursday, November 26, 2009

Chinese Turkey


With only two weeks of my Chinese adventure left, there are so many things to be thankful for. Though there are still aspects of this nation that I respect but may not understand, it definitely has been a learning experience. One thing I definitely do not understand is why the Chinese do not celebrate Thanksgiving. They pick up every other American holiday except the most uncommercialized, and I mean come on…the Pilgrims and Indians are cool people too. In all honesty, they claim to celebrate Thanksgiving but without Turkey and stuffing it just is not the same.

Our CSP Thanksgiving Dinner

The past two weeks in my internship has been an absolute blast. Every morning Jon and I get picked up by our driver and taken to The Pack Fortune (www.thepackchina.com). Our company is a manufacturing plant based out of beautiful Xiamen that produces over 80 million custom paper shopping bags and millions of garment bags, gift boxes and specialty retail items a year.

Our Paper Bag Plant

From the first day I spent 8 hours tying knots on Chanel bags, I have gained such an appreciation for the simple label “Made in China.” If you look at it as a means of outsourcing or a mysterious label that you never think twice about, you will never allow your mind to broaden and soak in the truth. For Jon and me, we now know what it means to be made in China. From the raw materials, administrative support, the hands themselves and the cargo containers we have gained such an appreciation. This is where I give my first thanks. I am just so thankful for my family which has taught me to take in every moment, love what I am doing and learn all I can. Thank you Gram for teaching me all you have in the past, and for supporting me to continue learning, appreciate what surrounds me and to keep up the hard work. It really means a lot to me and as saw on Skype…puts a smile on my face.

Getting Ready with our Adviser Ashton to conduct an Interview
(Which we now do alone...haha)

I have been able to experience just about every aspect of this company. We have conducted interviews (which is a riot when you are trying to read Chinese characters while not understanding even one and trying to look professional), developed a marketing campaign, taught courses on cultural difference especially in western business etiquette, global conflict resolution, acquired new customers for the company (Dallas Cowboys), and even helped a factory line worker advance to the office. It is weird walking through both six floor factories and seeing so many familiar names: Chanel, Prada, Lexus, Target, Abercrombie & Fitch, Cole Haan, Victoria Secrets and more.





Checking the line.

With that in mind, we have probably broken every rule of the company without even knowing it; including drinking at my desk….and I am talking about tea here people so get your mind out of the gutter. For me, this internship has been extremely rewarding. Learning all of these new skills is great, but I am even more blessed to be giving back to this nation and its people. In every little way, from eating lunch in the canteen to practicing English, I hope that I would be able to touch the lives of these people in thanks for all they and their country has taught me the past few months.

Jon teaching our first class.

Though this year I was not fortunate to indulge in turkey, stuffing and cranberry, I have understood what it feels like to be truly thankful for all we have. When you live somewhere with nothing of the norm, you feel thankful for every little thing you have. Granddad, thank you for being such a blessing on my life through your gifts, lessons and support. I would not have been able to grow as much as I have, experience all I have and built the relationships I have without your help, which I am gratefully thankful for. Though thanksgiving is a time to be spent with family, being thousands of miles from home makes it extremely difficult, but I tell you now family and friends, you are all in my heart during these days. I am thankful for each and every one of you, especially my friends who keep me smiling and in check! J
Sorry, that this note is not nearly has humorous as my previous…I guess it will show you how thankful for humor you may be. I did have one of my co-workers prepare and sing a song from the Sound of Music for me. Stuff like that never gets old…or Cockroaches…They never get old either. Two weeks from this moment I will be boarding a plane to come back to the US of A….and not sure what I will be thinking. I know that as I look back on the tarmac I will be burdened with sadness from all the memories, relationships and adventures I leave behind….but I will also be excited to come home and be surrounded with people I love most.

Coming to China has been one of the most incredible things I have done and I am not only thankful for the experience but for all the people (esp. my incredible family) who have gotten me here today!

A view out our office complex.


Zaijian Zhongguo.


Friday, November 13, 2009

What would you do for a Klondike Bar?



We have just returned from our Trek around China and feel like a whirlwind surrounds us. All the excitement continues to run through our veins. Since I last wrote we have traveled Beijing and Shanghai. Let’s just say I have taken over 5,000 pictures since in China which is a little over 10 gigs of memory. Though I have no idea what I will do with them I am sure to have a plethora of memories. Our past 10 days begun with an 11 hour sleeper train from Xi’an to Beijing. Checking the weather back home in Xiamen was a mistake since it is still 85 degrees and we just got word that Beijing had 5 inches of snow dumped on them. Arriving in Beijing was a blast and we ended up having more snow during our stay. I have now seen all climates in China even though the last two Beijing snow storms were artificially created by seeding the clouds with moisture producing chemicals. Makes you wonder……

Temple of Heaven



Beijing was an absolute blast! As I climbed the Great Wall, I stood with pride and a huge smile…..one of my life dreams had come true. We also spent a ton of time touring the city to see the Temple of Heaven, the Summer Palace and the Forbidden City. I had to give a history tour of the Forbidden City which was great with 2 inches fresh snow and my little tour surprise. As we have traveled around China our group has seen masses of Chinese tour groups wearing lovely vibrant hats and tour leaders with flags…..so I went ahead and made 17 newspaper sailor hats and flag to make my tour Grade A Chinese Material. To my surprise, walking through Tiananmen Square (Which probably is the most visible, guarded and treasured place in China) with 17 Meiguorens (beautiful country people=Americans in Chinese) brought a lot of attention. How dare they look at us funny when they wear stupid pink, purple or lime green hats. I tried to keep my anger down before I turned them into Fried Rice for starring.
Tour Guide Larry


I did get to see a lot of great things in Beijing. I had breakfast the one morning with Chairman Mao Zedong which was great...dead 30 years but still looked pretty good. Unfortunately, the cat got his tongue that morning so he didn’t have much to say…or maybe my Chinese is that bad still. Trip highlight was definitely meeting up with Denny (fellow Messiah Classmate now graduated and MED member) in Beijing. He is currently completing and Internship and soon to begin working full time for HOPE International here in China. At this time, he was living with one of my guy’s (that I was an RA for last year) parents. I got the real tour of Beijing! To start: two absolutely incredible meals, shopping at the Pearl Market and Silk Alley, time at the Olympic Water Cube and Birds Nest Stadium, some historical streets, Worlds largest LED roof, the CCTV building and burnt down hotel from Spring Festival, and so much more!

Denny and I

I could talk hours about all my times in Beijing, but it was the food that was much impressive. Trying scorpion for the first time gave me a knack to try new things. Before I knew it we were eating dog and then I am sad to say but had a taste of cat. You would have thought I would stop there, but there is so much you would do for a Klondike Bar when you eat Chinese food for 3 months. By far, the weirdest thing we have tried here in China was ……never mind I probably should not talk about it…..or should I? You know what….I think I should feel honored with the bragging rights that we tried and ate sheep penis. It was a huge accomplishment for some of us not used to going outside our box but it sure was an adventure.


Shanghai was not filled with as many wild experiences, but it sure was just as fun if not more. Our hotel was an absolute blast and we ran all over the city. Saw some incredible architecture, the Shanghai Museum, the 2010 World Expo Sites and the Urban Planning Museum. It is always fun trying to see how many buildings we can try to get to the top floor by playing the Ting bu dong (I don’t understand) card. Our time was short but definitely a rush. I have seen so much of China and there is so much more to see. It is great to be back in Xiamen. Internships start tomorrow which should be great and I am super excited! We have a driver to pick us up and lunch is provided…life doesn’t get better than this.

Me in Shanghai


Thursday, November 5, 2009

The National Bird


This country never, and I mean never, seizes to amaze me. Today was the culmination of a two week 3,000 year history whirlwind, and to think it started off with me sleeping through an earthquake. My very first earthquake occurred this morning as some got ready and while I dreamed of 10 Chinese Dynasties, dozens of emperors and 3,000 years without fortune cookies and wonton soup. What has this world come to?
We did in fact have our history final today which know frees us for a week tour through Beijing and Shanghai and a 4 week internship and Xiamen delight. I must say, it is a great feeling. I am reminded everyday that surprises lay behind every corner in this country. Honestly, the bottom-less kids’ clothes for ease of access on sidewalk toilets are epic. I am contemplating buying a pair for myself so that I can share every aspect of my life with the world. The constant array of people never gets old either. It is true, when you put 1.3 billion people on a postage stamp they tend to be everywhere. At first I was uncomfortable with the 250 lb man sitting on my lap on the bus but now I am used to having a few visitors sharing seats on public transportation. Sharing is caring.



While we are on the not about sharing, I want to proudly announce a new addition in my life. I have decided to get married and will be bringing home a beautiful Chinese woman with me. I am told that she comes with a 30 day trial period and manual is included. Mom, Dad I introduce to you the love of my life…..Ming.

Happiest Day of my life!


The weather has been cold here which is a nice break. The 85 degrees it still is in Xiamen must be calling me, but how can I miss dog season. It is finally cold enough for dog to be on menus. As I walk down the street and see fifi after fifi I wonder….will they be my dinner tonight? I have yet to indulge on this delightful treat…I guess my stomach has had plenty to overcome with all the street food gracing our inner lining with msg and who knows what. Yes mom, Imodium was a plus. . .and no Phil…I did not take the wrong pills.




Want to buy a puppy or Kitten?
There are some things about China, or at least this area that boggle my mind. For starters, the smog. Here I am…wake up and pull back the blinds to gaze on the beautiful……grey smog filling the air. How pleasant I know, but this is life for these people every day. Smog, Smog and more smog. Yes, it is a sign of advancement and industrialization, but it is also a reminder that China is a developing country. Another sign of this is the national bird….the crane. Crane after crane line the sky!


All of us have come to the realization that life is just different here. Right down to walking down the street and being stopped by a complete stranger who learned a new word from “American Movie” and wants to know what it means. Though there are differences we still enjoy every day. These are the things that help us to grow and they are the memories we will tell for years to come.

Life is good!


Sunday, November 1, 2009

The Pleasures of Xi'an!


There is water dripping down my window as I sit here on my bed with the lamp dimmed, trying to recall the day. It’s midnight, and even though we are waking at eight tomorrow to go out on a class ‘field trip’, watching the lighting and listening to music has proved very relaxing before bed. I am hopeful that the rain will wash some of the smog from the sky, as it as not rained since I’ve been here; never thought I would pray for rain, but this is a great change.

Today started off with an eight a.m. quiz over the Song dynasty, which including questions about how the Chinese decided to revitalize Confucianism in order to preserve their culture from foreign influences. After that we had a standard two hour lecture over the next dynasty, then a presentation over the Mongols by Tyler, a fellow student. We were supposed to then watch a movie concerning Chinese history (yesterday we watched Mulan and took notes on what was culturally accurate and inaccurate), but since the projecter we usually had was being used for a French conference, we had the rest of the day off. My roommates and I, along with a couple others, decided to out into town for afternoon; we met up at twelve and head out to the bus stop on a main road, a short ways from campus.

We paid our 1 yuan fee and boarded bus 603, and I rode in the top half of the double-decker for the twenty minute ride into the center of Xi’an (the part with the giant wall around it. In an early post I mentioned that the wall is really big, but since then I’ve found out that it is 19 miles long. It has huge gates on all four sides, which are almost like castles in themselves. The center part of the city has a bell tower and a drum tower, both of which are focal points for everything else; we were going to up into them but found out it cost 30 yuan to do so. Most everyone had a list of things they wanted to buy from the ‘tourist market area’, which has all kinds of stores selling random Chinese stuff. It is funny to go through the stores looking at things to buy, because many of the shops have the same items and start with extremely high prices, for which you barter them down from (if they say 400 yuan for something, you can probably get it for 60 or 80). As soon as we reach the area where all the shops are, I stepped into one and began to look at some different silk ties. There is always so much to see, buy and experience in the market.


A view of the street with vendors


You can spend so much time within the market. Looking for that perfect gift would seem easy with the thousands of options, but it ends up being much more difficult. I tend to leave the market absolutely exhausted from all the bartering and searching, but it is worth the good deals. I was able to find a ton of great things and even made a few stops for some yummy street food!


A cart on the street selling food (of some sort)




It is easy to loose contact with the group when we are in the market, so we tend to regroup at multiple points during the adventure. When I ended up meeting up with them in the end, the others were just about done shopping. I pretty much go into a bartering situation knowing that I don’t really need what I’m looking at buying, and if the price doesn’t work out it’s no loss. Sometimes I would just barter to have fun talking with the shop owners, because they do it all the time and have all kinds of techniques to try to persuade to buy their stuff, which I then attempt to turn around on them. Once you let them know that you understand how the systems works, there is a kind of a mutual understanding that allows you to joke with them and work out a reasonable deal.

 One of the girls in our group had told us that this past summer when watching the travel channel, Samantha Brown had visited a restaurant in the area on her show, so we found it and tried the famous Jiao zi (like dumplings) there. We had plans to go see a popular light show of sorts at a nearby pagoda later that evening at 7:30, so to burn the two hours until then we headed to a nearby Starbucks after the meal. Being one of the only place in China that accepts credit cards in China, we took advantage of not having to spend our ‘trip cash’. I simply got a java chip frap., which could not have been more appetizing, while the air outside cooled as the sun disappeared. We stayed and talked on the couches there for maybe an hour, then headed out to go find the giant pagoda with the light show. Since we had no idea where to go, Aaron asked the Starbucks workers if we could have a small map of the city hanging up, and sure enough they let us take it.



Me, Matt, and Trinity outside the restaurant that was showcased on the travel channel

We walked across the city towards the south side of the wall, then exited through the large gate into the rest of the city. We somehow got separated from Brett and Lucas when they stopped to use an ATM, and since Trin left us after lunch, John, Matt, Aaron and I head off towards the pagoda, following our small tourist map. While walking we past by a long line of people out side the wall, which turned out to be hundreds of people waiting at the bus stop to catch a bus. We walked for a while, asking directions with our map from different people on the street to make sure we were going the right direction. Since we had about an hour til the light show started, we figured there was no need to take a taxi. After walking for quite a long ways we finally thought we were closing in on our destination. We stopped in at Dico’s (a Chinese knock off of KFC, which is really good) so John could use the restroom and so Matt could pick up a chicken burger with fries and a drink. By this time the show was about twenty minutes away, so we started walking much faster to get there. Once there was only a few minutes before our deadline, we began  running down the sidewalk trying to make it on time. Our main problem we soon discovered (after running for about 10 minutes) was that instead of being 4 blocks away, were actually more like 40 blocks away; the picture of the pagoda was on the edge of our map because it wasn’t actually on the map, only in direction of where the map ended.


A gate in the city wall... It's a really big wall!




We finally saw spotlights sweeping across the sky and eventually made our way (a long way at that) to the park the pagoda was in. The park was quite large and had hundreds, if not thousands of people walking around. By talking to someone we discovered that another show was to start at 8:30, so we went walking around for thirty minutes. While walking we noticed that down the middle of the park, leading to the pagoda, were large wet concrete areas with lights built into the ground, each about the size of a basketball court; it turned out that the light show was more of a water show with lights. While walking before the show time, we came across a large open area where a hundred or so Chinese women (most were older) were line dancing to music. Of course we took the opportunity to join in and take some pictures of ourselves looking like fools trying to keep up. We soon made our way back to the other side of the park where the light show was to begin. Each basketball-sized area was separated by a ten foot section of long stairs, where we made our way through the large crowd which had gathered around the perimeter, as well as on the stair sections. The show began and for about 20 minutes the fountains shot off powerful spouts of water into the air, with multiple displays of light illuminating them, all choreographed to different songs throughout playing over surrounding speakers. The show was quite impressive and lightened all of our spirits, as it was one of the most entertaining and enjoyably things we had experienced since arriving in Xi’an. Towards the end of the show the jets of water began to go higher into the air, and when combined with the wind picking up the entire crowd (exactly where we were) began to get soaked by the water blowing towards us. Hundreds of us began to quickly make our way away from the where were getting so drenched, and since one of the areas of the fountains was not on for a short part of the show, some people began to cut across it to get to a dryer location. Right as they were half way across, sure enough the jets they were standing on shot into the air, catching one man right in the chin.





The fountain/light show behind me; while it's not that impressive here, actually being there was awesome!


Once the show was over, most of the crowd (which was in most likely over a thousand) made their way toward the main road at the end of the park. At this time is also began to sprinkle, but since we were already fairly soaked we didn’t mind. The road soon turned to slight chaos as people rushed to board buses and hail taxis. We found our selves right in the middle of the struggle to find transportation back to campus. Since we didn’t know the bus systems very well, and could have easily taken a bus the wrong direction, we decide to grab a taxi. Only about one out of every 200 taxis that drove by were empty (or available to get in), so catching was turned out to be a challenge. As one taxi drove by (traffic was slow because of the horde of people crossing the street), Lucas yelled out that the man in the front seat was handing money to the driver to pay. So ran up beside the taxi to lay claim to it, racing many other Chinese men trying to do the same. I managed to attain a hold on the passenger door handle before anyone else, and jogged along side the taxi until it stopped at an appropriate spot to let it’s passenger out, all the while boxing-out anyone who might try to climb in before we could. We jump in, told the driver the name of our university, and he began taking us there. The trip wasn’t too long (only going a couple yuan over the standard starting fare), and on our way the sky began to flash with distant lighting.

I paid the driver eight yuan, and we made our way through the main gate of campus towards our dorm/hotel/where we sleep at night building. While half way across campus the sky began to rain some, eventually turning into the heavy drop now falling outside my window. Once we returned we took showers, played a couple games of Chinese chess, and examined the items others had purchased during the day, each sharing a unique story of how they either go received a great price or a not so good deal. While it ended up being a long day, in no way was it tiresome or wearisome; traveling the streets of Xi’an (the capital for many of ancient dynasties) proved enjoyable. entertaining, and enlightening. I look forward to what the rest of my time here in China holds, and what other adventures lay ahead. 

Living in Xi'an


Well I’ve arrived in Xi’an a couple of days ago, and have been settling in here. We’re staying in hotel type rooms at a university, and while the university is not the newest or most up kept, it has been a nice stay so far. Meals here (in the canteen) are even more inexpensive than in Xiamen. This part of the semester is our ‘history module’, which consists of two weeks of straight history. On Monday we had a quiz over sixty pages of our history text, then a two lecture from a Chinese professor (she studied in the states and speaks great English), then a thirty minute presentation from a student in our group. We’re coving Chinese history from around 1600BC to present day, which is quite a bit of events and people, but I have been surprised how interesting it all is.

We’re located about a twenty minute bus ride from the actual city of Xi’an which is surrounded by an extremely impressive wall. The wall looks to be at least a hundred feet high and probably forty wide. The walk would probably take two or three hours to walk around the entire way. The city inside the wall is really nice and has a lot of places to shop for stuff. It also has more upscale places, such as Starbucks, and really nice parks with fake trees and grass. We mostly spent our time looking around the Muslim quarters, which is an area of town that has a lot of vendors and street food. 

A Chinese Ranch

Waking up at 5:00 am is never easy. The roomies and I gathered our bags and made our way down the campus gate where our bus to the airport would meet us. Our group loaded up on the bus with our luggage underneath, and drove a short ways to pick up our director, Dr. Jay, who was waiting at a bus stop. As we drove the city was seemed near empty with no one on the streets. After driving across the Xiamen island for forty minutes we arrived at the airport where we checked our luggage in and waiting for our flight to Gui Yang, where we would meet our contact for the next few days of our trip.


This part of the semester is known as our ‘service project’. While groups in past semesters have done things such as teach English at a local Xiamen school, our director spoke with his supervisor in Washington D.C, and received permission to take our group on a trip somewhere he had never been before, stating that we ‘were a bit more adventurous then usual.’ Going into the trip we did not have exact details of what lied ahead of us, except for a for vague elements, including no electricity or running water at the rural location and that we would be building some type of road. So we boarded our plane at Xiamen airport, beginning our adventure. Since we would go straight from our service project to our history tour, we packed enough for a three and a half week trip. For domestics flights in China (at least at smaller airports) you take a bus from the terminal, and board the plane out on the tarmac by stairs. Our flight, for whatever reason, first went north to Chang Sha, which took about an hour. This was only a twenty minute stop, which was enough time to go into the airport and stretch our legs. Then we got back on for our three hour flight to Gui Yang (pronounced Gway Yawng). Once we landed, we walked down the stairs from the plane where I was met by cool, crisp, wet air, which was a sharp contrast to the warm climate of Xiamen that I’ve been in this whole semester. Where as usually going into fall weather the days would gradually get colder, here I went straight from warm weather to a feeling of late fall. Once we recoved our checked baggage we met our contact at the departure gate of the airport, a tall American man who’s name is Tim. We went out with him to a restaurant a short walk from the airport, where we ate lunch. We split up into two groups and sat around two tables; Tim was at our table which let me get to know him a little bit. He told us some of his story and what he is doing in China. He also mentioned things about how the province we were in was one of the poorest in China, as well as the city we were going to was one of the poorest in the province. We then took a two hour bus ride through rural China to a city called Duyun (doo-yun), which is where Tim and his family lived.


Tim and his wife Debbie have both been in China for twenty years (and actually have a really neat story of how they actually got married in China). They have two kids, Mark who is 14 and Rianna who is 16, both of which we got to hang out with the past few days. About fifteen years ago they moved to Duyun to teach. While it would be difficult to explain their whole story here, teachers in China can only teach for so long until they must return home for a couple years, so they ended up started a ranch for beef cattle, called the Thousand Hills Ranch. Before the ranch, while they were still teaching, they also started a program called 3E, which stands for Education and Economic support for Ethnic minorities (their website for basic info is 3edevelopment.com). We found out about the ranch and that it would be where we would be staying for the next few days. The 3E program was set up to help kids with scholarships for school (from elementary up through college). Also, at the ranch aside from raising beef cattle, they also have Christian focused camps during the summer for Chinese families, as well as foreigners (US, Australia, Europe), to come relax and have fun. One of the camps is also for high school seniors who have been receiving the scholarship, in order to prepare them for college through sessions covering time management, financial management, studying, etc. The ranch and the 3E program essentially allows them to connect with the people in the villages around the area, impacting their lives directly.


The bus ride wasn’t too bad, and even watching Con Air dubbed over in Chinese was kind of fun; we arrived in Duyun and were met by Debbie in their pickup truck, and loaded our bags in the back of the truck and took taxis to the hotel we would stay at for the night. Then went out to eat and explore on our own; the town is relatively small and was neat to walk around. There is a river going through it with several walking bridges across it. There is also a street called ‘stone street’ which is a restored version of the ancient design. The street curved down a hill and was lined with intricate deep red wooden store fronts. While walking around Aaron, Matt, and I stopped and watch some men playing Chinese chess at a table on the sidewalk. After watching for a bit they discovered we knew how to play (learning how was one of the requirements for our contemporary society class because it’s so popular). One of the men gave up his seat and ushered Aaron to sit down and play, so he began playing the Chinese man still sitting. It turns out that even though we have played each other quite a bit in the dorm room, the Chinese men are still a thousand times better at it. Later that night I played another man, and every move I would make he would in turn show me why my move wouldn’t be a good choice, and then show me a better move. He still won with no problem.



Playing Chess with Aaron




While we were walking around we found some canvas shoes that were army-olive green with black rubber soles. We each bought a pair for fifteen kuai, allowing me to save my tennis shoes from being ruined at the farm. We went back and met the group for dinner, where we were joined by a couple of young guys from south Carolina, who were teaching English there at the schools (Zach and Matthew). Later that night they took a few of us out walking around the town, where we sampled street foods and explored the night market.



Me on Stone Street enjoying Life




The next morning we met up downstairs of the hotel, and were met by Tim and Debbie, as well as Julian who is a New Zealand guy who has moved permanently to Duyun with his wife. The family owns a small truck and a SUV, which along with the van they rented, carried our group out to the ranch. The trip was about a hour and a half. We winded up paved roads for a about forty minutes, until we came to a village where we turned onto roads consisting of stone and mud. Since the seat in the back of the van was broken, four of the guys got out and road in the bed of the pickup since the roads are so bumpy. We left most of our luggage locked in their office in town, only bringing a backpack each. We wound up the mountain roads through three villages, until we reached the ranch at the top of the mountains. The ranch is about 1000 acres and has an interesting story of how it was acquired. They have three structures on the property, along with barns for the live stock. The main building is a house they have made with a large dinning room and kitchen and living area. The second building is where our group for the week; while the power lines to it have been down for a couple of years, the building was pretty nice. It is two stories built into the side of the mountain with two big balconies and a large living room with couches. There is a bedroom down stairs, and two up stairs, which contain a bunch of bunk beds. They have a lot of sheets and pillow cases which they keep washed so we had clean bedding for our stay. The ‘lodge’ has a concrete to collect rainwater, which provided water to flush the toilets (we had water coolers for drinking). The roof was tin, so when it rained at night you could hear every drop that fell from the sky.




The Crew Working on the Road




The last building is one big empty room for activities (especially on rainy days). It has a arched metal roof and was probably about 100 ft long. This is where our service project was for the week. The path from the road to the entrances of the activity building was dirt and would get quite muddy when it rained. So our job was to dig out the dirt down to the bed rock (about a foot and a half or so) so it would be a clean path. We spent three days digging out dirt and moving large rocks as well. Once we had the dirt removed, we poured concrete, with the supervision of the Chinese ‘ranch hands’, who are men from the nearby village who work on the farm. We mixed the concrete on the ground and complete two porches, and a ramp from the road to the bedrock.



The Group working hard






The terrain of the ranch, along with the overcast weather, made me feel as if I was traveling in Ireland. There was hardly a flat piece of land, as all of it was rolling hills/mountains. They had stone walls, which were built with the help of the village men, to act as fences (they also had a lot of barb wire fences up). There is a main road constructed from stone that winds up over the steep hills to the different buildings. It was about a five minute walk along this road from our lodge to the main house. Debbie cooked meals for us for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; which proved to be some of the best meals I’ve eaten in a long time. For lunch the first day we had a Chinese ‘hot pot’, then for dinner we had hamburgers with French fires. The rest of the meals went as following (this just what I had but there where more choices):
Breakfast - peanut butter sandwich or cereal or noodles, Lunch – spaghetti, Dinner – pumpkin or potato soup, Breakfast – same, Lunch – hot pot, Dinner on the last night – a combo of leftovers from the other meals, along with delicious homemade doughnuts for desert. One of my favorite treats was to make a hot cup of ‘Russian Tea’ on a cold morning or evening. The mixture consisted of half orange tang powder and Lipton instant tea, along with some cinnamon and clove spices.



Playing Chinese version of Spoons




The second night we were there we had a camp fire a short ways from the house. The air was cold making the warm fire really enjoyable. We sat around talking for probably two or three hours, and after a little while they brought out left over supplies for us to all make a smore each. I spent at least ten minutes roasting my mallow to perfection. Eventually the clouds began to clear and you could see every star that had been placed in the sky.
On the last day Rianna guided us on a hike out to a water fall on the property. The hike winded along trails through the mountains for about two or three miles, many times proving steep and windy. I had an image in my head of a little stream falling maybe five feet over some rocks, but when we arrived and looked over a rock ledge into the hole beneath, where a flow of water was falling at least a hundred feet. The bottom looked like an oasis from a movie with thick green grass surrounding a deep pool of clear water. We spent about an hour at the top playing in the water and taking pictures. We took a different way back through the mountains, which was slightly shorter but a challenge none the less.



Off the Edge of the Waterfall




While we where there to help by clearing the road for them, Tim really stressed the importance of relaxing and refreshing our spirits. In the mornings we sang worship songs, and at different time when hanging out after meals I got to hear a lot from Tim and Debbie of some of the things they have learned along with their stories. I have hardly even explained the past few days, but know that even I typed twice as much I wouldn’t be able to convey the experience of going there. Two of the mornings when I woke up there was a solid cloud of fog surrounding everything at the ranch. Walking up the stone road, past the cows and stone walls, and up the rock path to the house was amazing. I could only see a few feet in front of me, and the air was crisp and cool. It is somewhere I could definitely return in the future, but who knows…!