Category Archives: Yantai
Food I Don’t Hate
Since I’ve spent so much time complaining about Chinese food I don’t like, I thought I should devote some time to food I don’t hate. 1) Everything at the Japanese place on Huang Shan Lu. I love this place, I … Continue reading
Big Mountain
It seems that all expats in China all have something in common. It’s not just our supply of Purell, or our shared lust of bread and cheese, there’s also the group hatred of Da Shan. Da Shan / Mark Roswell … Continue reading
Cranberry Sauce
Some of my students asked me about Thanksgiving, and I tried to give them a good description of the holiday’s history and it’s current incarnation, while hoping they wouldn’t equate Thanksgiving with their foreign teachers singing bits of Livin’ On … Continue reading
Born In The USA
It was awesome having Pseudo-Thanksgiving with my Yantai friends. Ron and his wife brought their new baby so in some ways it really was like a family. A crazy dysfunctional family, with a lot of alcohol and trashtalk, but still. … Continue reading
Yantai Museum
If you find the drop spindles underwhelming, there was also a dusty jawbone of a whale, and a preserved seaturtle. The weird exhibits are arranged around a courtyard with a garden and a temple. The garden was impressive, even in … Continue reading
Red Fire Fire
Red Fire Fire is a local BBQ and beer shop. Even though it’s just down the street from my house, my co-workers Debra and Junie had to introduce me to it. It’s famous for 3 kwai beer, cheap barbecue and … Continue reading
Six Weeks Left In China
I love Yantai with the part of my heart that’s not full of the love-hate expats have for China. It’s hard to fully love a places in which all travel involves dealing with an Mandarin-speaking Whitmore. Here, I’m a G-rated … Continue reading
Variations on a Theme
My school told me it would be no problem to renew my visa, if I bring in my passport one week before my visa is due to expire. I asked if I needed anything else, like a passport picture, but … Continue reading
In Yellow Wood
Today, my boss Will offered me really good terms to work in Yantai next year. (I’d get a lot of nice things, and none of that pesky responsibility junk) I really like my job, I like my students, and I … Continue reading
As Seen In Yantai
Sometimes Chinese advertising leaves me confused. I can’t even tell a spa from an abortion clinic. Mostly it’s because I’m illiterate, though. These two are too good not to share. This is an aisle of Gatsby hair care products for … Continue reading
