Our new adventure starts next month! Stick has agreed to come with me to China, which still sort of boggles my mind, even as it’s progressed from vague possibility into packing and plans.
After some confusion over whether there was a job for me Yantai, and whether it would be a good idea to take one, I took Ryan‘s advice and found a job at a primary school in Beijing. Ryan connected me with my about-to-be boss, and he also had some words of wisdom about Chinese ex-pat life, about finding which Western imports are just distractions and which make China into home. I think the food is the hardest thing for me to deal with, and in Beijing, I’ll be able to have a nice Western meal when the urge for recognizable food strikes me. We’ll be close to better hospitals in the city too, I doubt we’ll ever need them but it’ll make both of our families sleep easier. And finally, I’m going to be working a regular Monday-Friday job, not language center hours with evenings and weekends.
Stick’s been hired at the same school, which makes things easier. Before he got the formal offer, I told him we could get a visa marraige, the kind where I’d support him in exchange for housekeeping and, uh, companionship. Then I remembered I get that anyway.