06.25.06

little vacation in shekou

Posted in Main Page at 12:38 pm by Renato

Sunday night, home we are, Gordo and I. Each with their own computer.

Back from a small vacation from Shekou.

We used to visit my folks there in Shekou once a month. Lately with much less frequency though.

1.My cousin had a graduation ceremony here in Guangzhou and antie and uncle came all the way from hometown for the attendance.(she’s got a post-grad degree in German….wow and I know nothing about this language….).

So Saturday afternoon after I rushed my drafting final about 3 hours earlier than it was supposed to be, Gordo and I were on the way to pick them up and head to Shekou.

Antie and uncle have both aged(what a surprise…), but what I mean is, god I was always a kid and they always looked like young adults, and now I am a young adult and they are a pair of post-middle-aged, slow-metabolism -resulted to overweigh couple. What time did to everybody….wooooo…………..

And I got to practice chaoshanese, a dialect that gordo finds so interesting.It has nothing to do with mandarin or Cantonese—probably interesting because of that.

It is a shame to call guangshen highway a highway, especially on Saturdays. It’s no highway, just a way.It took 2 boring hours to get to my parents home.(The other thing time does to me — its so natural to call my parents’ home “my parents home” while at the beginning of my marriage I had to struggle to shift the naming, and differentiated 2 homes as “this home”and “that home in shenzhen”…)

Anyways, we dropped antie and uncle downstairs and had to rush to check in the hotel.

2. Now the hotel is what I am interested to talk about. I’ve been to many decent hotels but this one is the one that impresses me. Not because it’s that luxurious, rich or beautiful.It is actually a residential hotel.(little side notes here:I’m sure the points we’d collected are entitled to a free night stay in the Venice 5 star hotel not far away from my parents’ home, yet I did not make much noise when gordo said he booked a room in a new hotel which we had to pay from our own pocket, cause I also had the curiocity to try, hehehe).

This hotel offered a very peaceful piece of mind and gives a vacation-feel.

First of all because it’s located in the quiet area where its very close to the mountain and looking towards the sea from the other side.The lobby is not grandeur, splendid of sorts, instead its small, with very high glass roof  and clean, neat, cozy. One part of the hotel is for longer stay which I guess is used by the petroleum companies to accommodate their expatriates. Little villas, cute looking. The other high building part is for guests like us that stay for a shorter time.

For less than 100 usd, we’d paid for a room, no, an apartment with kitchen, little balcony, toilet , sitting room and one bedroom with huge windows overlooking the hill. It felt like some stranger’s home at the beginning, but after a while I was already walking around barely dressed:P , like its my other resort home….(dreaming… to own a house here…)

Hotel has a nice outdoor swimming pool that I’d been drooling over. Pity I didn’t forsee this and was without proper equipment. Figure they wouldn’t like it if I swim naked.And this is a reason enough to come back again.

Let alone the breakfast. Not a fantastic breakfast with big variety of food but with rmb 40 one eats a good breakfast. Considering I have to pay rmb 200 more in HK just to eat more smoked salmon and the rest of  the food only amount to an eye-feast, this is a very worthy breakfast….

Just imagine we could wake up to swim before the breakfast…..woooooooooooooooo……

Its basically the homie feeling and quietness that attact me so much. And ok, enough for the advertisement….

3.We could never find a nice place in Skekou to have dinner.First of all because my dad is soooooooooo easy that he only eats Cantonese food. Then the whole Shekou decide to dine out on Saturday nights to make it more fun. Almost no place to park.We waited until 8tish to leave, and the restaurants were still so full…sigh,at least the bill was small…

4.Every home visit is about eating. For gordo it’s about dieting,  but its ok. My stomach is too easy to please.I’d eat anything my parents put in front of my face.Anything.

Serving food is the best way to show love and care in a short period of time. Accepting is the best way to show acceptance.( Am I making sense….?)

Ok, I did not manage all the stuffing, as a result, I took dry pork, dry fish, preserved meat and peanut candy back to panyu. They are my favorite snacks. I have tons of favorite snacks….

The “vacation” ends here. Now I am sitting in the studies with huge windows overlooking a small hill too, and it’s a real home.

06.20.06

平常的一天

Posted in Main Page at 12:49 pm by Renato

Gordo说,没错的话, 这个月的日子是在20号.一边说,一边把玩他的掌上电脑,一幅高科技的样子.

果然,今天的早上, 楼下就发了信息.到了接近中午, 不得不找出早已准备好的止痛片, 就着牛奶喝了.

止痛片只有7小时的功效, 到了下午回家的路上,又痛起来.

回到家没多久,gordo便也回来了, 我一只手正要伸进麻辣牛肉干的袋子里, 听见开门的声音, 便缩回手, 裹紧身上的空调毯,虚弱地说,不能跑去给你摇尾巴了.

平时回来,是要疯狂热情地飞奔上去来一个湿吻, 今天的腹部有千斤的重.

于是此人开始下厨, 煮了碗鸡汤端上来.

我一边喝,一边喊咸, 却莫名其妙地快速地喝光了.

其间吃掉一个巧克力甜甜圈.

爱巧克力的口味, 不管是蛋糕, 甜点, 雪糕, 首选总是它.

再晚一点, gordo又端来花茶和药.

药没有用, 花茶喝掉了又叫再加, 并且加冰糖.

每个月这样的一天, 无比难受.

庆幸的是,gordo可以乖乖的让自己使唤.

米拉带来一双漂亮的皮拖鞋, 说是同去旅游时在沙滩可以穿.

鞋是浅绿的, 人字中间部位有一只闪闪的蝴蝶, 穿起来让脚显得很秀气.

自己这样的脚…

在药力还没有退去之前的回家的路上, 还争取时间买到了一条漂亮的白麻短裤.

多么平常的一天.

06.18.06

Love my family life

Posted in Main Page at 3:39 pm by Renato

Gordo mentioned that in the Unitoll list of a month, the record of us going out on sundays is 0-1.

We have bad habits in common: we go to bed early, not particularly fond of night clubbings;too lazy to socialize;most of the time we just sink into the sofas together.

But today we did go out—to one of Gordo's favorite places—Metro, the German hypermarket.

With no particular objects to purchase in mind—We'd end up with bags and bags of shit all the same.

Gordo calls me “mão de vaca”, which in his tribal language means mean, someone who keeps the money and don't spend.

Up till today I still don;t agree—honestly,whereever I go, I'd be among the most generous females i know.And men and Woman are just incomparable races.

When Gordo sees something he needs,acting on his own will he will rather buy the whole supple of the supermarket of that particular item, unless I am around and keep remind him that it's peace time, and there's no need to keep storage to prepare for war.

Then he calls me “chato”, which in his “tribal dialect “means”boring”.

At least one in the family has to remian sane when the other one goes crazy…

And we'd keep fighting in the supermarket, in every department.

Except the cold meat department, it was too damn cold, I couldn't go in.

We bought like 5 bottles of wines(ps, my damage control only applies to things I do not care for, for things we like in common, i am weak too.for example, no damage control when i shop for clothes…)

A big club of beef, 2 packages of salami and some german white sausage.

That is about the big items I could remember, oh, and I also took some hubei preserved salty duck eggs to remind me of being a chinese.

mm, the billl is about one k. It's like 1 time out of damage limit.

In exchange Gordo was very happy. And his expression of joy was very pleasant—he said, I love you, although ur so chato.

That's acceptable for me.

See, again, this proves that actually I am not such a mão de vaca…

 

 

 

06.14.06

无题

Posted in Main Page at 10:27 am by Renato

生命走了26年, 书念了17年

生活是怎样的, 博客就是怎样的

假要放了

要独身出游

从未这样

令我想起许多当年与米拉在中国西部的时光

忽然很想替她做一件嫁衣