Today I learned a friend is visiting the city of Tainan in southern Taiwan. I will take that as a sign not only to share a photo I took in Tainan but also as a sign to share a sign.
The bike path on Anping Road was separated by a pedestrian walkway and railings from the Tainan Canal, so there seemed to be little risk. But considered yourself warned.
Yesterday I returned to blogging here for the first time after a long break with a look at a lunch experience I had during my visit to Handan, Hebei, in 2010. To continue keeping things simple to help the ball stay rolling here, I'll share another scene from Handan. While walking through the city I stumbled upon four young men playing doubles ping-pong (table tennis).
Seeing people play ping-pong is common in China. Less common, though, are ping-pong tables with bricks used to serve the purpose of a net. All of the tables in this outdoor area were similarly set up. Using bricks for a net likely offered several benefits in an outdoor environment, including being sturdy, easily replaced, and perhaps less likely to disappear than a standard net. In any case, they appeared to serve their primary purpose well and did not hamper the enjoyment of the game.
Hello, folks. Good to be back.
With the exception of a brief appearance to share two videos as commentary on a special (political) day in the U.S. two years ago, it has been nearly two and half years since I was at least semi-regularly posting here. Health issues, technical issues, and . . . . issues with issues played a role. If you're a first-time reader here, welcome! If you're an old reader, welcome back and sorry for the disappearance! I had always expected some sort of grand post if I ever needed to stop for whatever reason or there was a major change, but given the situation had I been up to writing such a post I probably wouldn't have stopped posting in the first place. I would like to delve more into that and what brings me back to this space, but I fear if I try to write such a post (tome) now it will severely delay getting the ball rolling here. As I want to prioritize the rolling, perhaps that grand post I'd ideally like to write will appear in pieces as the ball goes where it goes.
So I will restart this blogging adventure with something light, easy, and tasty as well. I went to a folder with most of my photos and semi-randomly selected one of the more than 100 cities I've explored in China. When I opened my eyes, I saw it was Handan, a city in Hebei province I visited in 2010 in no small part just because it happened to be on the train route as I headed south from Shijiazhuang. Handan has appeared previously in this blog years ago when I shared an experience observing the shopping behavior of several young women (very much related to some prior research I had conducted elsewhere in China) that concluded with a big bowl of duck heads we all ate (not as related to any formal research I had conducted elsewhere in China). I also featured a restaurant there with a nifty donkey logo where I tried my first donkey dumplings. I also had a couple of experiences in Handan that remain especially remarkable to me even now, but they deserve more care and time to tell. Instead I will share one of my more everyday experiences which my photos captured.
One day in Handan I stumbled upon a street with a row of food stalls. It was easy to decide an inexpensive lunch would be happening there.
I'm not able to find a standard translation for this dish, so I will go with the somewhat literal translation "rolled noodle skins". A similarly named dish is local to Shaanxi province, but this seemingly either isn't the same thing or had been significantly modified. These type of noodles / (non-meat) skins have a chewy texture and similar can be found in other dishes elsewhere in China. To be honest, I can't definitively remember my impressions of the dish, but I'm sure I enjoyed the overall experience regardless.
And . . . that is that. Again, it feels great to post here once again after all of this time. I have no shortage of material for future posts on both lighter and quite serious matters. I don't expect the themes of the blog to significantly change from before, at least in the near future. More soon, really.
Over four years ago on a day in November I found myself rather depressed and at a loss for words. The only thing I could think of posting was a video I had recently recorded while at a shopping center in Mudanjiang, Heilongjiang, China. I didn't though, so here it is now:
Today, both for balance and resolution, is a video I later took in a bathroom at a clothing market in a former bomb shelter under a hill in Wuzhou, Guangxi, China.
With that, I feel a non-insignificant amount of cleansing occurred today. Of course, things aren't completely clean, but still . . . they're much cleaner than before.
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| Next to Dundas Street in Mong Kok |
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| Outdoor hand-washing station at Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Kowloon, Hong Kong |
