Warmly Welcomed

My first week in China has been great. The timing for my arrival really couldn’t have been any more perfect because Bo had the entire week off work for China’s National Day Festival. National Day is one of their biggest holidays of the year, so everyone was off work and the city was bursting with activity and excitement (even more than usual).

All week, I have been welcomed by Bo’s friends and colleagues, not to mention the general population of Qingdao who frequently call out “welcome to China!” when they notice my foreign appearance. I have to admit I was surprised by the warmth and hospitality that has been poured out on me by the locals this week. But after spending only a short period of time with the people of this charming city, I realize that I shouldn’t have been surprised at all. That is just how they are. They believe that we are guests in their “home” and that they should do whatever they can to make us feel comfortable and welcomed. Hmm, what a concept.

Earlier this week, a sweet girl took Bo and I to a hotel rooftop for a “tea experience.” We had a breath-taking night-time view of downtown Qingdao. We sipped Laoshan green tea, and chatted about our contrasting cultures with mutual curiosity and appreciation. It was a great experience, and I loved it.

A few days later, Bo’s boss took us out for Peking Duck, a very famous (and delicious) Chinese cuisine. The Chinese are very family oriented, so I also got to meet his wife and 10 year old son. It was funny, because one of the entrees (duck gizzards, I think) was very slippery and I kept dropping it on the table (I am usually so good with chopsticks). They were very gracious… however, I think I provided much entertainment for young Henry. I loved it.

And last night, we went to Qingdao’s annual International Beer Festival with a married couple that Bo has befriended over the last couple of months. They were great fun to be with, and we had a blast walking around, listening to music, eating local food, and bargaining for useless souvenirs. I loved it.

So my first week was wonderful. There are so many stories to share, and I hope to do so in the near future. The sights, the sounds, the smells, the food, the energy-all so exciting, but the best part of my week had to be my introduction to the people of Qingdao. Yes, to sum up first impressions of my new home, I would definitely have to write about the people. I love them.