<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282</id><updated>2011-12-10T12:54:56.831+08:00</updated><category term='china'/><category term='xiamen'/><category term='quanzhou soup'/><category term='chinese cuisine'/><title type='text'>Got the World on a String</title><subtitle type='html'>*   Travel   *   Politics   *   Sports    *   Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-8704801687039560488</id><published>2009-05-31T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:08:18.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quanzhou soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xiamen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese cuisine'/><title type='text'>Famous local Quanzhou soup</title><content type='html'>Here is a short video to introduce you to the first of many of my favorite local dishes.  The featured soup is one that you can't find in the restaurants but one may be fortunate enough to be treated to in a local's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="437" height="364" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ac636c6e0cf5a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09ac636c6e0cf5a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5283F5CE72A34D67C6888133DA72D7CBF99DF6DA.7FE97190B8B0D533ED08C40ACFB3E4F68F1ADC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ac636c6e0cf5a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_CNzC5CnXRZwcBZe2dkHkZSee7I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="437" height="364" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09ac636c6e0cf5a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5283F5CE72A34D67C6888133DA72D7CBF99DF6DA.7FE97190B8B0D533ED08C40ACFB3E4F68F1ADC77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ac636c6e0cf5a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_CNzC5CnXRZwcBZe2dkHkZSee7I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-8704801687039560488?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9ac636c6e0cf5a8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/8704801687039560488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=8704801687039560488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8704801687039560488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8704801687039560488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/05/famous-local-quanzhou-soup.html' title='Famous local Quanzhou soup'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5368474360588471993</id><published>2009-04-30T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:14:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>corruption is in the air...</title><content type='html'>This is one of the best, most informative segments I have yet seen regarding the current shock waves in our economy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLICK HERE:  http://www.pbs.org/moyers/journal/04032009/watch.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The financial industry brought the economy to its knees, but how did they get away with it? With the nation wondering how to hold the bankers accountable, Bill Moyers sits down with William K. Black, the former senior regulator who cracked down on banks during the savings and loan crisis of the 1980s. Black offers his analysis of what went wrong and his critique of the bailout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Treasury Secretary, Paulson created a recommendation group to tell Treasury what they ought to do with AIG. And he put Goldman Sachs on it...Even though he had just been CEO of Goldman Sachs before becoming Treasury Secretary. Now, in most stages in American history, that would be a scandal of such proportions that he wouldn't be allowed in civilized society." -William Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More as it comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5368474360588471993?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5368474360588471993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5368474360588471993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5368474360588471993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5368474360588471993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/corruption-is-in-air.html' title='corruption is in the air...'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-6362867913730415237</id><published>2009-04-17T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:18:01.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Influences: #1</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be sharing more interesting stories that reveal some of the most surprising aspects of western culture that have found their way into China.  For this first installation, I thought I would share a classic American song that has been constantly playing since before I first came to China four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.youku.com/player.php/Type/Folder/Fid/3154972/Ob/1/Pt/0/sid/XMTU2MjU1Ng==/v.swf" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="allways" mode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Denver's "Country Road."  The version I have loaded here is a soft, jazzy cover by Lisa Ono, a Japanese-Brazilian bossa nova singer born in São Paulo.  Different and interesting in itself.  But the version I most often heard, was a dancified, techno version which I am still desperately trying to find a copy of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Bamba, one of the biggest disco's in Xiamen (until its closure late last year) would literally play that song at exactly midnight every Friday and Saturday night for at least 2 solid years...bar tops on fire, dancers, confetti, the works...all with Country Road's melody bouncing along over a fat bassline.  That may either be your dream come true, or your worst nightmare...either way, you don't forget it. And sometimes you inexplicably go back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiet jazz interpretation I've provided here is also very popular.  I wouldn't be surprised to hear it in the background of a hotel lobby or something.  Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-6362867913730415237?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/6362867913730415237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=6362867913730415237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6362867913730415237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6362867913730415237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/western-influences-1.html' title='Western Influences: #1'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7530357236971232972</id><published>2009-04-10T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:49:19.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Chinese *Pop*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="420" align="middle" height="363"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/WqsaVbjE0uM"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/WqsaVbjE0uM" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" align="middle" height="363"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is one of the most popular in China these past few years.  Ri Bu Luo is the star singer, she is Taiwanese.  Her song has been all over the radio and karaoke bars for well over a year now...I hear it on the bus lines, in the elevators, etc...But its kinda catchy and the video is entertaining as well.  The theme of the video seems to be her and her boyfriend enjoying China's blossoming keenness for tourism...especially of the international brand.  The video showcases the lovestruck duo bouncing through London of all places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take 5 minutes and enjoy China's answer to Mtv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7530357236971232972?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7530357236971232972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7530357236971232972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7530357236971232972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7530357236971232972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-chinese-pop.html' title='Some Chinese *Pop*'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2203352474925871898</id><published>2009-04-09T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:43:07.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Should Kill the Fed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Just passing on a well written piece by Pat Buchanan this week. Love him or hate him, he is right on the money (get it) when it comes to the Federal Reserve being the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bullnotbull.com/img2009/ben-2c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 498px;" src="http://www.bullnotbull.com/img2009/ben-2c.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should We Kill the Fed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Patrick J. Buchanan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the financial crisis that has wiped out trillions in wealth, many have felt the lash of public outrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fannie and Freddie. The idiot-bankers. The AIG bonus babies. The Bush Republicans and Barney Frank Democrats who bullied banks into making mortgages to minorities who could not afford the houses they were moving into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Big Kahuna has escaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Federal Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(T)he very people who devised the policies that produced the mess are now posing as the wise public servants who will show us the way out," writes Thomas Woods in Meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already in its sixth week on the New York Times best-seller list, this eminently readable book traces the Fed's role in every financial crisis since this creature was spawned on Jekyll Island in 1913.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "forgotten depression" of 1920–21 was caused by a huge increase in the money supply for President Wilson's war. When the Fed started to tighten at war's end, production fell 20 percent from mid-1920 to mid-1921, far more than today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did we not read about that depression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the much-maligned Warren Harding refused to intervene. He let businesses and banks fail and prices fall. Hence, the fever quickly broke, and we were off into "the Roaring Twenties."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the Fed reverted, expanding the money supply by 55 percent, an average of 7.3 percent a year, not through an expansion of the currency, but through loans to businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, when the Fed tightened in the overheated economy, the Crash came, as the stock market bubble the Fed had created burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbert Hoover, contrary to the myth that he was a small-government conservative, renounced laissez-faire, raised taxes, launched public works projects, extended emergency loans to failing businesses and lent money to the states for relief programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoover did what Obama is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, in 1932, FDR lacerated Hoover for having presided over the "greatest spending administration in peacetime in all of history." His running mate, John Nance Garner, accused Hoover of "leading the country down the path to socialism." And "Cactus Jack" was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrified of the bogeyman that causes Ben Bernanke sleepless nights – deflation, falling prices – FDR ordered crops destroyed, pigs slaughtered, and business cartels to cut production and fix prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FDR mistook the consequences of the Depression – falling prices – for the cause of the depression. But prices were simply returning to where they belonged in a free market, the first step in any cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is repeating the failed policies of Hoover and FDR, by refusing to let prices fall. Obama, with his intervention to prop up housing prices and Bernanke with his gushers of money to bail out bankrupt banks and businesses are creating a new bubble that will burst even more spectacularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest myth, writes Woods, is that it was World War II that ended the Great Depression. He quotes Paul Krugman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What saved the economy and the New Deal was the enormous public works project known as World War II, which finally provided a fiscal stimulus adequate to the economy's needs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Nobel Prize winner's analysis, writes Woods, is a "stupefying and bizarre misunderstanding of what actually happened,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly, with 29 percent of the labor force conscripted at one time or another into the armed forces, and their jobs taken by elderly men, women and teenagers with little work experience, unemployment will fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can an economy be truly growing 13 percent a year, as the economists claim, when there is rationing, shortages everywhere, declining product quality, an inability to buy homes and cars, and a longer work week? When the cream of the labor force is in boot camps or military bases, or storming beaches, sailing ships, flying planes and marching with rifles, how can your real economy be booming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 1946, a year economists predicted would result in a postwar depression because government spending fell by two-thirds, that proved the biggest boom year in all of American history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the real economy was producing what people wanted: cars, TVs, homes. Businesses were responding to consumers, not the clamor of a government run by dollar-a-year men who wanted planes, tanks, guns and ships to blow things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Fed was the greatest single contributor to the crisis that unfolds before us," Woods writes of today, and "more dollars were created between 2000 and 2007 than in the rest of the republic's history."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9-11, the Fed kept interest rates low – in one year as low as 1 percent. That money flooded into the housing and stock markets. And in 2008, as the Fed tightened, the bubble burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the money supply is again expanding, to rescue us from a crisis created by the previous expansion. Of Nicholas Biddle's Bank of the United States, the great Andrew Jackson was eloquent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It has tried to kill me," he said. "But I will kill it." And he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should not this creature from Jekyll Island, for all its manifold crimes and sins against the republic, also be summarily put to death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 3, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2203352474925871898?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2203352474925871898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2203352474925871898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2203352474925871898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2203352474925871898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-should-kill-fed.html' title='We Should Kill the Fed'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7613232824093085519</id><published>2009-04-07T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:38:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANG Dynasty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sdr_-Uj4YII/AAAAAAAAASs/rq6AX0Hiuwk/s1600-h/CIMG0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sdr_-Uj4YII/AAAAAAAAASs/rq6AX0Hiuwk/s400/CIMG0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321847355827839106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its official.  China has fulfilled the final requirement to be accepted into the elite circle of modern nations...they have acquired the sensational and necessary powder that is Tang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I was pretty excited to find this stuff at the market and had to share the joy with you all.  For all I know, they've had it for years, but this is the first I've seen of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a brief summary of the real Tang Dynasty taken from "ChinaTravelGuide.com."  When I quizzed many of my school children on where they would go if they were able to make use of a Time Machine...there were a surprising amount who referenced the Tang Dynasty.  Other answers included 1949 and, again surprisingly, 1776.  They've read a good bit about George Washington and Lincoln.  Now, if they would just study a bit of Jefferson...  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tang Dynasty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viewing the Chinese history record, you will find the Tang Dynasty was the most glistening historic period in China's history. Founded in 618 and ending in 907, the state, under the ruling of the Tang Dynasty, became the most powerful and prosperous country in the world. Particularly, in this glorious period, the economy, politics, culture and military strength reached an unparalleled advanced level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm off to enjoy another glass of boiling Tang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7613232824093085519?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7613232824093085519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7613232824093085519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7613232824093085519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7613232824093085519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/tang-dynasty.html' title='TANG Dynasty!!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sdr_-Uj4YII/AAAAAAAAASs/rq6AX0Hiuwk/s72-c/CIMG0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7977661560845007796</id><published>2009-04-06T12:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:29:38.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmRegBAW6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OA4ZT7AtCS0/s1600-h/hilltea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmRegBAW6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OA4ZT7AtCS0/s400/hilltea.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321444387891207074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to an important ancestor worship holiday, our busy busy Saturday classes were canceled.  It couldn't have fell on a better day.  After weeks of cold, wet dreariness (ahh the rainy season) we had one amazingly beautiful Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high was at least in the mid-70's, the sun was out, and me and a few of my peers decided to make a day of it.  We met just before noon to hike up the mountainside jutting out directly behind our office.  It was an all day adventure. It took us a couple hours to reach the top, where we found ourselves completely free from the city below.  In fact, if I had just been dropped out of a chopper and landed on this hillside, I would have had no idea there was massive city surrounding the rest of the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmRuTiegWI/AAAAAAAAASE/9NzOk1vnH8s/s1600-h/hillflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmRuTiegWI/AAAAAAAAASE/9NzOk1vnH8s/s200/hillflowers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321444659419840866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSFWdadKI/AAAAAAAAASM/k11dAJKOMKY/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSFWdadKI/AAAAAAAAASM/k11dAJKOMKY/s200/me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321445055340901538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the way we stumbled across some old military training grounds, as well found ourselves in a small mountaintop village that seems to be mainly housing for the local army. We waved and said hello to the friendly soldiers as we watched dozens of them working dutifully in the well irrigated gardens that were laced through the town.  While there, we got ourselves a deserved mountaintop lunch...free range duck and all.  Very salty and very delicious!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSWItF1zI/AAAAAAAAASU/xFcgKU-CnlI/s1600-h/hillsimon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSWItF1zI/AAAAAAAAASU/xFcgKU-CnlI/s320/hillsimon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321445343706339122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we could head down the backside of the mountain, we knew we'd have to give the fishing pond a shot.  It was great to find some peace and quiet even if we didn't manage to catch any fish.  Some of the locals would occasionally walk by carrying sacks full of freshly caught fish and wearing big grins...God only knows what we were doing wrong.  The poles were about as simple as they come...no fishing reel attached...and they would cast the pulls in an underhand manner.  You can see the bait we used in one of the photos...we had two hooks on each line to attach the bait to.  Strangely, the red clay looking bait smelled like a mix between fishiness and...strawberries!  Not really sure what it all was though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSoBYchKI/AAAAAAAAASc/l_CbosfvWXM/s1600-h/hillbait.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmSoBYchKI/AAAAAAAAASc/l_CbosfvWXM/s200/hillbait.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321445650978342050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we realized the sun was setting a bit too fast, we gave up our fishing poles and headed on down the mountain.  An hour and half later we'd reached the beach on the backside of the mountain and were ready to go find ourselves a little beach side bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad day off at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmS6Y6EVJI/AAAAAAAAASk/t_hI0Lz8vws/s1600-h/hillview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmS6Y6EVJI/AAAAAAAAASk/t_hI0Lz8vws/s400/hillview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321445966531024018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiamen rests below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7977661560845007796?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7977661560845007796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7977661560845007796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7977661560845007796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7977661560845007796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-in-hills.html' title='A Day in the Hills'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SdmRegBAW6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/OA4ZT7AtCS0/s72-c/hilltea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-9171451650031620741</id><published>2009-03-26T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:38:48.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness at NPR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pNgt9fKY4A#t=465"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jan 10, 2008:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pNgt9fKY4A#t=465"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pNgt9fKY4A#t=465&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Romney: "In this time when our economy is a little fragile... not sure where we're head..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wNJr9Nq_HQ#t=415"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wNJr9Nq_HQ#t=415&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paul: "I believe we're in a recession. I think it's gonna get a lot worse ... Recession has been predictable, we just don't know exactly when it will come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, Paul gave a well-reasoned argument backing up his position, not just some rhetoric about learning how America's economy works.  *--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey ya'll,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick poll being taken right now on NPR's website.  Its a political tournament in the spirit of March Madness.  Round 2 is currently Ron Paul vs Mitt Romney as well as other GOP match ups including Sanford, Huckabee, Palin etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of March Madness... I miss my college hoops!  Its a little late, but I just learned about a site called justin.tv, its the source for online live video.  I should be able to catch my nba on there live for the rest of the season!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anywhooo happy voting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesse-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLL"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.twiigs.com/poll.js?pid=28332&amp;color=blue"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;div class="TWIIGSPOLLpolllink" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: block; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: right; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal;"&gt; &lt;a class="TWIIGSPOLLmorelink" href="http://www.twiigs.com/" style="background-color: transparent; background-image: none; border-style: none; clear: none; display: inline; float: none; position: static; visibility: visible; height: auto; line-height: normal; width: auto; margin-top: 0; margin-right: 0; margin-bottom: 0; margin-left: 0; outline-style: none; padding-top: 0; padding-right: 0; padding-bottom: 0; padding-left: 0; clip: auto; overflow: hidden; vertical-align: baseline; z-index: auto; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0; text-shadow: none; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;poll by twiigs.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pNgt9fKY4A#t=465"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-9171451650031620741?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/9171451650031620741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=9171451650031620741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/9171451650031620741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/9171451650031620741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness-at-npr.html' title='March Madness at NPR'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2766803396250282968</id><published>2009-03-24T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:40:59.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the IRS Missed</title><content type='html'>I wanted to report one of the funnier items I've stumbled across while peaking in the little store fronts that are scattered throughout the city.  A pleasant little store that specializes in western-style home decorating had this wonderful little jar behind the counter which reads, "What the IRS missed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought finding this jar in China was just too good. So, after looking around the shop and realizing the sole copy of this jar was the one resting behind the sales counter, I asked the gentleman what it would cost for the jar.  Its a great example of how generous and kind most of the locals are here.  He could tell I was quite humored by the message, told me it was his only one and that he had kept it behind because it was cracked.  I examined the jar, saw that the damage he was referring to was barely noticeable, and told him I was fine with that.  In a great twist of irony (given the nature of the potential purchase) the gentleman told me I could have it free of charge.  He was just happy to make my day!  I quipped something about him not needing to worry about any sales tax and was on my merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of this new bedside decoration, I leave you with an interesting read regarding our current economic situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScimEJd8dPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ltTrKTVb7g0/s1600-h/CIMG0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScimEJd8dPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ltTrKTVb7g0/s400/CIMG0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316681950302074098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the IRS Missed"&lt;/span&gt; (Made in China) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;US Constitution&lt;/span&gt; (Printed in America)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Mother of all Bells&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Peter Schiff&lt;br /&gt;     Mar 20, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; is an old adage on Wall Street       that no one rings a bell at major market tops or bottoms. That       may be true in normal times, but as many have noticed, we are       now completely through the looking glass. In this parallel reality,       Ben Bernanke has just rung the loudest bell ever heard in the       foreign exchange and government debt markets. Investors who ignore       the clanging do so at their own peril. The bell's reverberations       will be felt by everyday Americans, whose lives are about to       change in ways few can imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;While nearly every facet of       America's economy has been devastated over the past six months,       our national currency has thus far skipped through the carnage       with nary a scratch. Ironically, the U.S dollar has been the       beneficiary of the global economic crises which the United States       set in motion. As a result, our economy has thus far been spared       the full force of the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This week the Federal Reserve       finally made clear what should have been obvious for some time       - the only weapon that the Fed is willing to use to fight the       economic downturn is a continuing torrent of pure, undiluted,       inflation. The announcement should be seen as a game changer       that redirects the fury of the financial storm directly onto       our shores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In its statement, the Fed announced       its intention to purchase an additional $1 trillion worth of       U.S. treasury and agency debt. The purchases, of course, will       be made with money created out of thin air through the Fed's       printing presses. Few can doubt that they will persist with these       operations until the economy returns to its former health. Whether       or not this can ever be accomplished with a printing press alone       has never been seriously considered. Bernanke himself admits       that we are in uncharted waters, with no map or compass, just       simply a hope that more dollars are the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Rather than solving our problems,       more inflation will only add to the crisis. Falling asset prices,       the credit crunch, declining consumer spending, bankruptcies,       foreclosures, and layoffs are all part of the necessary rebalancing       of our economy. These wrenching movements, however painful, are       the market's attempts to resolve the serious problems at the       root of our bubble economy. Attempts to literally paper-over       these problems will lead to disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now that the Fed has recklessly       shown its hand, the mad dash to get out of Treasuries and dollars       should not be far off. The more the Fed prints to buy bonds the       less the dollar is worth. Holders of our debt (read China and       Japan) understand this dynamic. We must expect that they will       not only refuse to buy new bonds, but they will look to unload       those bonds they already own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Under normal circumstances,       if creditors grew concerned that inflation was eating into their       returns, the Fed would raise interest rates to entice them to       buy. However, the Fed will avoid this course of action as it       fears higher rates are too heavy a burden for our debt laden       economy to bear. To maintain artificially low rates, the Fed       will be forced to purchase trillions more debt then it expects       as it becomes the only buyer in a seller's market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just last week, Chinese premier       Wen Jiabao voiced concern about his country's massive investments       in U.S. government debt. In the most unequivocal statement yet       by the Chinese leadership on this issue, Wen made it plain that       he was concerned with depreciation, not default. With his fears       now officially confirmed by the Fed statement, we must wonder       when the Chinese will finally change course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There is a growing consensus       that if China no longer wants to buy our bonds, we can simply       print the money and buy them ourselves. This naïve view       fails to consider the consequences implicit in such a change.       When the Treasury sells bonds to China, no new dollars are printed.       Instead, China prints yuan which it then uses to buy treasurers.       This effectively allows America to export its inflation to China.       However, now that we will be printing the money ourselves, the       full inflationary impact will fall directly on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With such a policy in place,       America has now become a banana republic. It won't be too long       before our living standards reflect our new status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Got Gold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;###&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--include schiff books--&gt;&lt;!--NOEDIT--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For a more in depth analysis of our financial problems and the inherent dangers they pose for the U.S. economy and U.S. dollar denominated investments, &lt;strong&gt;read my latest book&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;"The Little Book of Bull Moves in Bear Markets."&lt;/i&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/047038378X/maccpu"&gt;here to buy it now&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0470043601/maccpu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.321gold.com/books/images/crashproof.jpg" width="94" align="right" border="0" height="140" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For a look back at how I predicted the current crisis, read my 2007 bestseller &lt;i&gt;"Crash Proof: How to Profit from the Coming Economic Collapse."&lt;/i&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0470043601/maccpu"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to buy a copy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;More importantly, don't wait for reality to set in. Protect your wealth and preserve your purchasing power before it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Discover the best way to buy gold at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldyoucanfold.com/"&gt;www.goldyoucanfold.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;, download my free research report on the powerful case for investing in foreign equities available at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.researchreportone.com/"&gt;www.researchreportone.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;, and subscribe to my free, on-line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.europac.net/newsletter/newsletter.asp"&gt;investment newsletter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;!--/NOEDIT--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mar 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;!--include schiff2.txt--&gt;&lt;!--include schiff2.txt--&gt;&lt;!--NOEDIT--&gt;         &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Peter Schiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.E.O. and Chief Global Strategist&lt;br /&gt;Euro Pacific Capital, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;1 800-727-7922&lt;br /&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:pschiff@europac.net"&gt;pschiff@europac.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;website: &lt;a href="http://www.europac.net/"&gt;www.europac.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.321gold.com/archives/archives_authors.php?author=Peter+Schiff"&gt;Archives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.321gold.com/editorials/schiff/PSchiff@europac.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.321gold.com/editorials/schiff/peter_schiff.jpg" width="60" align="left" border="0" height="75" hspace="4" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Mr. Schiff is one of the few non-biased investment advisors (not committed solely to the short side of the market) to have correctly called the current bear market before it began and to have positioned his clients accordingly. As a result of his accurate forecasts on the U.S. stock market, commodities, gold and the dollar, he is becoming increasingly more renowned. He has been quoted in many of the nation's leading newspapers, including The Wall Street Journal, Barron's, Investor's Business Daily, The Financial Times, The New York Times, The Los Angeles Times, The Washington Post, The Chicago Tribune, The Dallas Morning News, The Miami Herald, The San Francisco Chronicle, The Atlanta Journal-Constitution, The Arizona Republic, The Philadelphia Inquirer, and the Christian Science Monitor, and has appeared on CNBC, CNNfn., and Bloomberg. In addition, his views are frequently quoted locally in the Orange County Register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Schiff began his investment career as a financial consultant with Shearson Lehman Brothers, after having earned a degree in finance and accounting from U.C. Berkley in 1987. A financial professional for seventeen years he joined &lt;b&gt;Euro Pacific&lt;/b&gt; in 1996 and has served as its President since January 2000. An expert on money, economic theory, and international investing, he is a highly recommended broker by many of the nation's financial newsletters and advisory services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2766803396250282968?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2766803396250282968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2766803396250282968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2766803396250282968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2766803396250282968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanted-to-report-one-of-funnier-items.html' title='What the IRS Missed'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScimEJd8dPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ltTrKTVb7g0/s72-c/CIMG0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4052444023960904656</id><published>2009-03-20T13:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T15:26:14.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English 101</title><content type='html'>Hello again,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCqx6c4mI/AAAAAAAAARU/FKJ8HOKJR7o/s1600-h/CIMG0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCqx6c4mI/AAAAAAAAARU/FKJ8HOKJR7o/s320/CIMG0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315165287947756130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few shots of me teaching etc...On Tuesday evenings I have four 9 year olds who come to my house for private lessons.  Its a one hour session, usually a mother or two will come with and sip tea on the balcony or something while I teach.  Its a good time all around!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCziLpYfI/AAAAAAAAARc/hv8sBzhi16w/s1600-h/CIMG0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCziLpYfI/AAAAAAAAARc/hv8sBzhi16w/s320/CIMG0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315165438343733746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCK989_LI/AAAAAAAAARM/zTzFHWUnxgs/s1600-h/CIMG0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCK989_LI/AAAAAAAAARM/zTzFHWUnxgs/s320/CIMG0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315164741423725746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNDaKaCN6I/AAAAAAAAARk/KrOISDvwMaQ/s1600-h/CIMG0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNDaKaCN6I/AAAAAAAAARk/KrOISDvwMaQ/s200/CIMG0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315166101976528802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also posted some shots of my new phone.  Its a local knockoff of the Motorola A1800...touch screen, duel sim cards, mp3, bluetooth etc...all the toys!  The software on the phone is even an exact replica.  The legitimate Moto retails for roughly 700 USD Stateside.  I picked mine up as a gift to myself after payday, it cost farrrrr less, not over 70 USD.  Pretty nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScND0GqKOfI/AAAAAAAAARs/fQTHKJhHhFI/s1600-h/CIMG0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScND0GqKOfI/AAAAAAAAARs/fQTHKJhHhFI/s320/CIMG0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315166547647019506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4052444023960904656?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4052444023960904656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4052444023960904656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4052444023960904656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4052444023960904656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-101.html' title='English 101'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ScNCqx6c4mI/AAAAAAAAARU/FKJ8HOKJR7o/s72-c/CIMG0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-6415731610654519594</id><published>2009-03-06T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:53:16.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality vs Dreamland</title><content type='html'>I just read a very interesting article posted by the Associated Press on Yahoo! News.  Titled, "China Sees Signs of Economy Responding to Swift Help." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the direct link if you want to read the full article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090306/ts_nm/us_china_parliament;_ylt=ArxhFkWRVPMfHgdzlVHNsVjv5rEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I can gather, it is fair to venture that China's successes are now revealing more of the United States' weaknesses.  Last week, China announced their government would be injectiong another $585 billion US Dollars into their economy.  But top officials stated otherwise today claiming, "extra measures might prove unnecessary because substantial fiscal and monetary stimulus is already coursing through the economy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, China's economy is showing signs of a real recovery.  There are many reasons for this, so it really shouldn't come as a surprise.  The Chinese economy is based on real value, as in, actual, real world production.  This is quite the opposite of most of the US economy which has been built on the false premise of decades of cheap credit and minimal actual production. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our politicians say that the government bailouts are necessary in order to lend for future jobs, they are suggesting that jobs alone will create real value in the economy.  This couldn't be further from the truth.  A job for the sake of a job simply doesn't provide any true economic value, especially if the tab is simply being paid by freely printed money and poor lending standards.  At best, these government stimulant plans are mere attempts to postpone more necessary economic pain (at worst, and more likely, these massive expenditures will provide minimal aid while drastically lengthening and deepening are current situation). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example of just how paper thin our economy is can be seen in the Secretary of State Clinton's recent journey to China.  Traditionally, a new Secretary of State's first journey overseas is always to Europe.  Its quite telling that Mrs. Clinton's first trip is through East Asia.  While in Beijing, Mrs. Clinton angered many of her most faithful supporters when she suggested that human rights issues with China are no longer a priority.  In reality, she was stating a fact.  The US is in no position to belittle China, lest we forget that China has near single handedly paid for our government's adventures in Iraq and Afghanistan.  How?  Well, they bought all of the Treasury Bonds that our government was desperate to sell to raise the capital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if Clinton wasn't in Beijing to criticize China's domestic policies, what was she there for?  She was pleading for China to continue to buy more T-Bills in the coming years.  If this was her central purpose, then we can consider her mission a failure.  China suggested that they have no interest in buying more of our nation's debt.  This makes sense, since the likelihood of us repaying the trillions we already have sold them is hard to imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, here is a very telling excerpt from the aforementioned article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; "But I believe that, with the measures that we've taken or will take, we can have full confidence that we can escape the current hardships and fully respond to this crisis, because in the long term our economic conditions have not fundamentally changed," Zhang added.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt; The officials made it clear that China still had plenty of ammunition to fire if necessary.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt; China's national budget deficit will jump more than sevenfold this year to over 1 trillion yuan. But that will still be less than 3 percent of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236320764_11"&gt;national income&lt;/span&gt;. The United States, by comparison, is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;budgeting for a deficit of 12.3 percent of GDP.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please keep in mind, something to the tune of 70% of our nation's GDP is nothing more than consumer spending.  That's right, our GDP is overwhelmingly based on consumerism, not valuable production.  Now that the carpet has been pulled from under the consumer...what's left of our GDP...and how is our bankrupt government managing to bailout all of these bankrupt institutions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesse-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS:  For a great, 10 minute video that really sums it all up and provides a direction for hope, check out this YouYube clip titled: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ron Paul and Peter Schiff Were Right&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbSCaL0Jukc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YbSCaL0Jukc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-6415731610654519594?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/6415731610654519594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=6415731610654519594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6415731610654519594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6415731610654519594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality-vs-dreamland.html' title='Reality vs Dreamland'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5666482519060606995</id><published>2009-03-04T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:01:29.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Recap</title><content type='html'>Hello hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't updated here much lately.  The month has been a busy one, for me and my personal laptop.  Shortly after my last update on here, my computer took a dump.  After 10 or so days of dealing with that, I got it back up and running.  While that was going on, I have also become very busy with my new job.  I've started working for EF (English First) which is the world's largest international English training school.  They have schools in over 150 countries currently.  I'm teaching classes with children as young as six all the way up to adult night courses and day trips to companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I landed my first company teaching gig.  A driver takes me about 40 minutes out of Xiamen to Black and Deckers headquarters.  I'm teaching 15 or so of their executives and managers.  Most of them have traveled to the US on business at some point in their time with the company, so it was a lot of fun chatting with them and getting to hear some of their experiences.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4JCCuITuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MunF6QVVRow/s1600-h/CIMG0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4JCCuITuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MunF6QVVRow/s320/CIMG0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309190941411135202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school has been eating up most of my time, but its starting to get a little easier as I adjust along with the learning curve.  Hopefully this translates into more time for other priorities such as this maintaining this blog.  Through February, I actually accumulated a bunch of photos and videos that I want to share with you, but I just need some time to sit down and do some editing and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first picture was taken on Valentine's Day.  Yes guys, its also celebrated here in China!  Hallmark has done their job well!  But seriously, it was actually a very lovely day spent with my girlfriend Lupita.  Since I had little time to prepare after getting off work at 6, I opted to play it safe and cook up some authentic spaghetti that I had found a few days before at Xiamen's only western food market.  A very nice evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Scottish manager and friend, Simon, the other night when he came over and cooked up some really good dishes and helped me drink a few BaiJiu's, China's potent little rice wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4H_PXFR_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pw_y-o_4v3s/s1600-h/CIMG0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4H_PXFR_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pw_y-o_4v3s/s320/CIMG0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309189793752893426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4KMf5i5bI/AAAAAAAAARE/oPgb1HlAmI8/s1600-h/CIMG0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4KMf5i5bI/AAAAAAAAARE/oPgb1HlAmI8/s400/CIMG0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309192220553962930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shot is of a night market that pops up daily just ten minutes walk down the street from my apartment.  It really is a trip walking through the market, everything you can imagine eating is there: fish, chickens, rabbit, squid, its all there.  I've got some video clips that I'm going to be editing together from when I last walked through.  Hopefully I can get those posted soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all and hope all is well.  Look for more updates soon as I start to settle back into a bit of a routine around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5666482519060606995?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5666482519060606995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5666482519060606995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5666482519060606995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5666482519060606995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/03/february-recap.html' title='February Recap'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Sa4JCCuITuI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MunF6QVVRow/s72-c/CIMG0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2175612527667667798</id><published>2009-02-20T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:20:44.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolt!  Tea Party Brewing in Chicago!</title><content type='html'>http://www.cnbc.com/id/15840232?video=1039849853&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK ABOVE LINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome video of the Chicago exchange trading floor this week.  I couldn't resist posting, as this video made my day.  The CNBC announcer actually calls for a new TEA PARTY...a Chicago Tea Party dumping the bailouts and stimulus packages into Lake Michigan, and the floor responds quite surprisingly and passionately.  Revolution is brewing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I discovered this footage thanks to http://www.DailyPaul.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2175612527667667798?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2175612527667667798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2175612527667667798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2175612527667667798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2175612527667667798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/02/revolt-tea-party-brewing-in-chicago.html' title='Revolt!  Tea Party Brewing in Chicago!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5791207331551519411</id><published>2009-02-04T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:56:29.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note on Making Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYmrNXkAgmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KvfS3E5h3W0/s1600-h/CIMG0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYmrNXkAgmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KvfS3E5h3W0/s200/CIMG0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298954682729792098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has come to my attention that, unfortunately, Blogger's websites (like mine) do not have the most approachable comment box features.  For my blog, you simply like "comment" which leads you to a new page with an empty comment box.  The strange part is it seems like they expect you to have your own account with only a handful of other sites if you wish to post a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice though, that the option "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Name/URL&lt;/span&gt;" is listed.  Choosing this is the easiest way to post a comment.  You are by no means required to put any information in the URL box, you can simply leave your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recommend you all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take a look&lt;/span&gt; at my nephew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian's blog&lt;/span&gt;, http://crb-pictures.blogspot.com  Its done very nicely and updated often!  I'm going to recommend that he change his options for commenting on his blog, as it appears his is currently set up to require you to have an account with Google or one of the other few sites Blogger associates with.  Because his site definitely deserves comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xDNopAcFMZg/SV5Ne4_WRZI/AAAAAAAAABw/rSZRVv-GRHY/s1600/100_0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xDNopAcFMZg/SV5Ne4_WRZI/AAAAAAAAABw/rSZRVv-GRHY/s1600/100_0671.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Christian in India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5791207331551519411?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5791207331551519411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5791207331551519411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5791207331551519411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5791207331551519411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/02/note-on-making-comments.html' title='A Note on Making Comments'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYmrNXkAgmI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KvfS3E5h3W0/s72-c/CIMG0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3682314014886375521</id><published>2009-02-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:22:39.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Video Clippings of My Surroundings</title><content type='html'>I spliced together a few different videos I've shot since I arrived. We start at my apartment, then I show the area immediately around my complex, then there is a brief shot of me riding one of the local buses (abnormally empty) as I ride towards the last bus stop for bus #22. Finally an interesting peek at the inside of the Trust Mart (bought by Wal-Mart as of 2007) located at the base of my apartment complex. Then, before it ends, I show some fireworks I managed to catch on film the other night when I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TY-CFpgS1vA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TY-CFpgS1vA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future videos will hopefully be more coherent, but I wanted to find a way to put all these short clippings together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3682314014886375521?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3682314014886375521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3682314014886375521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3682314014886375521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3682314014886375521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-video-clippings-of-my-surroundings.html' title='Some Video Clippings of My Surroundings'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-8461068949624060193</id><published>2009-02-03T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:20:24.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Week 1 Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-a-hARDqIiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-a-hARDqIiI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've posted another quick video.  I've been so busy I haven't really gotten a chance to go out and film some of the cooler aspects of Xiamen yet.  In the meantime, I figured I'd shoot this quick update.  Basically, I've made some new friends and lined up a job.  The Chinese New Year is finally coming full circle, only a couple days left before the last of the storefronts reopen for business.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also attached an interesting article that ran on Xiamen's local news site.  Its in regards to the economic crisis and how China is handling it.  I read some news on a western website a few days prior that painted a very stark picture for how China's New Year's sales were going.  This story paints a much brighter picture.  I suspect the truth lies somewhere in the middle, but one thing does seem to be clear...China is repositioning itself away from exports and beginning to rely on manufacturing products to sell to their own people.  How successful this transition is remains to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What slowdown - Chinese consumers responded with their wallets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;Months after the government shifted its focus to domestic consumption following an unprecedented export slowdown caused by the economic crisis, Chinese consumers have finally responded with their wallets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country's consumer spending rose strongly during the Lunar New Year holiday period, which just ended, the Ministry of Commerce said on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail sales climbed to 290 billion yuan (42.5 billion U.S. dollars) in the week through Saturday, up 13.8 percent from the equivalent holiday week in 2008, the ministry estimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a 15 percent increase in both the number of tourists and tourism revenue has been estimated for 19 tourist destinations nationwide during the week, according to the latest press release of the National Tourism Administration, posted on its website (www.cnta.gov.cn) on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday travel rose 20 to 40 percent in the economic powerhouses of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Guangdong, while the tourism market flourished in the southwestern Yunnan, Sichuan and Guizhou provinces as well as Chongqing municipality, the document said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of traditional family reunions at home, "traveling has emerged as an important option in celebrating the Spring Festival for our citizens" this year, it concluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijing, Hong Kong, Sanya, Xiamen and Chengdu were listed among the top 10 tourist destinations during the annual festival season by Ctrip.com, a leading online travel portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nation's capital, which topped the list, accommodated 830,000 tourists, up 20 percent from last year. Its tourism revenue totaled 2.16 billion yuan. Both figures are all-time records, the Beijing municipal tourism bureau said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chengdu, capital city of the quake-ravaged Sichuan province, ranked 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guangzhou-based Nanfang Daily attributed the unexpected rise in Spring Festival tourism to cheaper travel costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Guangdong, for example, domestic travel costs 30 percent less than last year, while trips to Thailand cost half as much as in previous years as a result of the global economic slowdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales of food at major stores during the past week jumped 23 percent in value terms, while beverage sales gained 17.5 percent and sales of tobacco and alcohol rose 14.7 percent, the ministry estimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales of household electric appliances, aided by a government program to subsidize purchases in rural areas, gained 17.8 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's Lunar New Year holiday week was disrupted by fierce snowstorms that snarled rail and air traffic, stranding millions of passengers. Holiday travel was much smoother this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 20 days, the Chinese made an average 4.40 million railway trips every day as many crossed the country for holiday reunions with their families, Xinhua news agency quoted the railway ministry as saying. That was up 15.6 percent from the same holiday period last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of 248 million people traveled by road in the week through Saturday, up 5.6 percent from last year, the transport ministry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: China Daily/Xinhua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  I'll have more to share soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-8461068949624060193?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/8461068949624060193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=8461068949624060193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8461068949624060193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8461068949624060193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-week-1-update.html' title='February Week 1 Update'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7106234894095369358</id><published>2009-01-29T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:24:09.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGsD1Q2CrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s3trL-tDAZU/s1600-h/xmastree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGsD1Q2CrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s3trL-tDAZU/s320/xmastree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296703818601728690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Real quick, here are a few more shots I took recently.  The first is of the "above ground subway" that was only completed in the past 6 months.  This brand new, bus only bridge runs through the most important sectors of the island...and also happens to have a station a block from my building.  Very convenient and actually cheaper than the normal bus lines...clocking in at 30 chinese cents per ride...so cheap i haven't even bothered to figure what that works out to USD...probably a penny or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGrqD_Y7rI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Vkn0Vp1Ozpk/s1600-h/busstation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGrqD_Y7rI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Vkn0Vp1Ozpk/s320/busstation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296703375878450866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGrwTeqP6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Nq8nHbwRUD0/s1600-h/lebron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGrwTeqP6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Nq8nHbwRUD0/s320/lebron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296703483115356066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGr4m405JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3JXXmJBXFMc/s1600-h/newmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGr4m405JI/AAAAAAAAAPY/3JXXmJBXFMc/s320/newmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296703625764332690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       I spotted this little Christmas tree in a storefront window today.  Its decorated with little red cards, which is the traditional gifting method for Chinese during their New Years celebrations.  One simply slips some cold hard cash in these red babies and passes them around to friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking down Zhong Shan, the main shopping street, I clicked a shot of the giant new mall they are building as well as a billboard of a very familiar face...he's doing a good job picking up where MJ left off eh?  Lebron WorldWide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm heading out for a good bye drink with one of my best friends from home, Chas.  He's been studying here for the month of January and is leaving tomorrow back to Eckerd to finish up his studies.  I'll probably be seeing him again in as soon as 4 or 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7106234894095369358?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7106234894095369358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7106234894095369358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7106234894095369358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7106234894095369358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/01/real-quick-here-are-few-more-shots-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SYGsD1Q2CrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/s3trL-tDAZU/s72-c/xmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3656957283529349279</id><published>2009-01-27T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:27:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safely in Xiamen, China!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well school is out, my degree is in hand, and its time to put all that studying abroad to use.  So I'm back in the city that has always treated me the best: Xiamen, China.  Compared to my stint here in the Spring, I can safely say I am off to a much smoother start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8KdvcqtVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/K0I8od872cQ/s1600-h/CIMG0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8KdvcqtVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/K0I8od872cQ/s400/CIMG0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963192880182610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've uploaded a video below that gives a tour of my new apartment. This apartment is much better than the one I had in the spring in every sense.  The location is right smack in the middle of the island, right in the heart of the business district (where I graduate ought to be).  No more rats greeting me every evening outside, no more 8 flights of stairs to march up everyday.  Instead, I scan my fingerprint in the lobby, opening the door to my super fast elevators that shoot me up to the top of the tower.  Of 32 stories, my apartment rests comfortably on the 30th floor, giving me an amazing view that really almost isn't fair. Take a look at the video I attached and you'll have a better idea of what $350 USD a month can get you with some diligent shopping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8Kt5XzlfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OLbNmTqpWHY/s1600-h/CIMG0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8Kt5XzlfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/OLbNmTqpWHY/s200/CIMG0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963470422054386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was also fortunate enough to land a job interview by my third day on the ground.  If all goes as planned, I should be starting an English teaching position within the next two weeks, after the Chinese New Year winds down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting more soon.  Please leave me a comment or any questions you'd like answered about where I am, what I'm up to etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More as it comes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8LJeUIRlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZkU0PUGemMw/s1600-h/CIMG0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8LJeUIRlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZkU0PUGemMw/s320/CIMG0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963944195212882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Xin Nian Hao!  Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXUd_xV-Pd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXUd_xV-Pd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3656957283529349279?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3656957283529349279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3656957283529349279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3656957283529349279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3656957283529349279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-in-xiamen-china.html' title='Safely in Xiamen, China!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SX8KdvcqtVI/AAAAAAAAAOo/K0I8od872cQ/s72-c/CIMG0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4131095296839431493</id><published>2008-08-23T07:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:58:01.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE Custom Door Magnet's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9Q43sm-II/AAAAAAAAAJg/3PAc8GNecAw/s1600-h/IMG_0016[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237493829609126018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9Q43sm-II/AAAAAAAAAJg/3PAc8GNecAw/s320/IMG_0016%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A friend recently suggested I check out Vista.com for good office supplies and all sorts of other customized items.  What I didn't expect was to find Vista offering FREE samples of somet of their stuff.  I decided to take a gander at the car magnets and came away with what I must say is quite unique Ron Paul car magnet.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9RPOXFPmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rhLtFZo362U/s1600-h/IMG_0017[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237494213649972834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9RPOXFPmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/rhLtFZo362U/s320/IMG_0017%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reads:  Ron Paul showed the Way.  Are you a Patriot of the modern day?  ---- DailyPaul.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trick with these free samples is that the options are very limited, and its obviously tempting to buy the upgraded options (such as basics like fonts, text size etc...)  But if you're willing to put up with all of the limitations (like me), then you can come away with some nice merchanidise.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine came in the mail only a few days after I clicked the send button.  Oh, and if anyone wants to copy my Ron Paul layout, by all means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9Qr5yR9nI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0B2t1ItDcxU/s1600-h/IMG_0018[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237493606831486578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9Qr5yR9nI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0B2t1ItDcxU/s320/IMG_0018%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4131095296839431493?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4131095296839431493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4131095296839431493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4131095296839431493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4131095296839431493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-custom-door-magnets.html' title='FREE Custom Door Magnet&apos;s'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SK9Q43sm-II/AAAAAAAAAJg/3PAc8GNecAw/s72-c/IMG_0016%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-6479423359230169087</id><published>2008-08-15T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:54:51.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawn Mower production ready for release</title><content type='html'>Its Official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After originally filming 2006's Lawn Mower Poker Run, hosted by Sheridan's Corner Tap, the film is finally edited and ready to be released to the public.  There were all sorts of setbacks along the way, but this fun documentary is now complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie clocks in at 45 minutes in length.  Its more than just a home video camera filming random lawn mowers.  The DVD contains interviews with an assortment of top tractor pullers, the Corner Tap's owner, as well as numerous other personalities who help to make this event so exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in learning more about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheridan's Lawn Mower Poker Run&lt;/span&gt; shoot me an email and I'll tell you all about it.  Otherwise make sure to get yourself down to this year's 14th annual event this upcoming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, August 24th&lt;/span&gt;.  I'll be there all day, hopefully with camera in one hand, and DVD's in the other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-6479423359230169087?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/6479423359230169087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=6479423359230169087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6479423359230169087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6479423359230169087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/08/lawn-mower-production-ready-for-release.html' title='Lawn Mower production ready for release'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3415415779830829601</id><published>2008-07-21T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:19:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Ride 2008 - The Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-77cce8f4883bcecd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D77cce8f4883bcecd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D696F42BC3196CB05D1B609A2519FE46AB6661A62.74391EF14D3947B461376112CFAB01B1667AF036%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D77cce8f4883bcecd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ZX6seTnR94CRVkxOCqZcRgzWM8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D77cce8f4883bcecd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329935418%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D696F42BC3196CB05D1B609A2519FE46AB6661A62.74391EF14D3947B461376112CFAB01B1667AF036%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D77cce8f4883bcecd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_ZX6seTnR94CRVkxOCqZcRgzWM8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;July 10 - 15th    (Home - DC - NYC - Providence - Boston - Niagra Falls - Indiana Dunes)\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visit:  &lt;a href="http://www.dailypaul.com/"&gt;www.DailyPaul.com&lt;/a&gt; for great news and constant updates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3415415779830829601?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=77cce8f4883bcecd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3415415779830829601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3415415779830829601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3415415779830829601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3415415779830829601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/07/freedom-ride-2008-video.html' title='Freedom Ride 2008 - The Video'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7609705232211723454</id><published>2008-07-19T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T04:01:43.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelogue:  Roadtrippin' for Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://dcmarch.seemsweird.com/IMG_1831_resize_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Me and my buddy Kyle departed from home Thursday morning, July 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our destination was our nation’s capitol, &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;DC&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Like many others across &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; this past weekend, we were packing up and heading out to show our support for Presidential candidate, Ron Paul and the ideas he represents.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The budget was tight, but we managed to get our money’s worth out of the trip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fortunately my brother and his family recently moved to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Arlington&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Virginia&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; just down the road from the Capital.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;With the Freedom March being Saturday morning, and only a 13 hour drive in front of us, we were able to spend all of Friday touring DC.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We made sure to hit up the Jefferson, Lincoln, and FDR (only by accident) memorials, as well as the American Portrait Gallery.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh, and we managed to find our way to the front steps of our beloved Federal Reserve headquarters and participate in a good old fashioned protest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There were probably 50 or so of us adorned in monopoly money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most of us were Ron Paul supporters who were making the most of being in town a day early.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So it was nice to meet and chat with some like-minded people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We actually ran into our good friend Dan Tucker, the excellent meet-up group leader we met while attending school in his hometown of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;St. Petersburg&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;FL.&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;We were out the door by nine Saturday morning, with my brother Reed driving us down to the northwest corner of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Monument&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In an ode to ingenuity, we spent the following hour working on our make shift sign for the march with a Sharpie and a shower curtain we picked up in haste the night before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;By 10:30, a serious crowd had taken shape and we were busy making our way to the front of the crowd (because we&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wanted to be near the bagpipes) to get ready to launch the march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dcmarch.seemsweird.com/IMG_1741_resize_resize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://dcmarch.seemsweird.com/IMG_1741_resize_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The crowd started to work itself into a frenzy as we began to envelope &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Constitution Ave.&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; in waves of twenty or so.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There were all sorts of different chants and war cries throughout the stream of thousands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kyle and I would carry our “Ideas Are Bulletproof” banner with one group advocating something like abolishing the federal reserve, then we’d hang back, take some pictures and join another couple hundred in a different call for freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a lot fun getting out there and making some noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;By marches end, over 6,000 Americans had poured onto the front lawn of the Capital.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We stayed on that lawn, listening to good music, over a dozen prominent speakers, and sharing ideas and enthusiasm with others, clear until 6 pm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;It was especially interesting to see the range and diversity of people at the rally.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In fact, where one might expect to find a bunch of college youth making a ruckus, instead the majority of the crowd was the droves of families that came out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;With a variety of people you get a variety of sights.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The spectrum of messages being advocated on people’s shirts and signs were certainly broad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Memorable messages such as, “Legalize the Constitution” and, “Warfare + Welfare = Broke” abounded the field along with a plethora of patriots waving a variety “Don’t Tread on Me” flags.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh…and I also got a sticker handed to be me with Che’ Guavara wearing Mickey Mouse ears.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Ron Paul was our keynote speaker; he covered all the big issues and commended us for our continued energy in the cause, pointing out that we should be proud and aware of our ongoing responsibility to civic duty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As always, he was kind, generous, and witty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s always a pleasure to hear him speak.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;His most present concern seemed to be the escalation of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Iran&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; war talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The march was an excellent time all around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m looking forward to having a similar, if not, better experience at Ron Paul’s convention September 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;St. Paul&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Minneapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We already have reserved a stadium opposite of the GOP’s convention, which holds just over 11,000 capacity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say, it’s going to be a great big party and all are welcome to join!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For further info please visit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailypaul.com/"&gt;www.DailyPaul.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campaignforliberty.com/"&gt;www.CampaignforLiberty.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7609705232211723454?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7609705232211723454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7609705232211723454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7609705232211723454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7609705232211723454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/07/travelogue-roadtrippin-for-freedom.html' title='Travelogue:  Roadtrippin&apos; for Freedom'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-518451511700498057</id><published>2008-07-03T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:07:08.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNE Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J  U  N  E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the month of June seemed to come and go before I even knew it.  So just some quick thoughts on the middle most month of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WINNERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston Celtics   (Congrats to showing us some great "team" ball)&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Woods   (Awesome performance at the US Open)&lt;br /&gt;Ron Paul   (The Revolution continues with a number one NY Times Bestseller and strong showing at GOP State Conventions all across the country; especially in Nevada!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOSERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;People who drive a lot  ($143 for a barrell of oil? Its only going to get worse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midwest Flood Victims  (When it rains it poors)&lt;br /&gt;Hillary Clinton (Its been real, its been fun...but it aint been &lt;em&gt;real fun&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Website of the Month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;         www.Pandora.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; A custom radio website.  You tell the site your favorite artists and songs, from there it decodes the music's "genome" to present you with other music that should match your taste.  Its a surprisingly easy and accurate application.  Half the time its spot on guessing music you already know and love, and the other half its introducing you to music you probably should've known all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-518451511700498057?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/518451511700498057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=518451511700498057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/518451511700498057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/518451511700498057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/07/june-recap.html' title='JUNE Recap'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4814575818133857123</id><published>2008-05-14T11:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:38:01.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures From Southeast Asia January 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCplTyhG9xI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N0CY8yyM1_A/s1600-h/jessepabst.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200080110405220114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCplTyhG9xI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N0CY8yyM1_A/s320/jessepabst.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few quick snippets from my time spent back in Southeast Asia this past January. I spent my Eckerd College required "Winter Term" on a trip with other students touring through Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, and Vietnam. After three weeks of touring, everyone would head back to Eckerd for more classes. As for myself and two friends, we decided to stay overseas and move to China for the Spring semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got myself an apartment and settled for the past few months in the city of Xiamen, China. Its on the mainland, just across the strait from Taiwan. I'll be updating with more pictures and journal entries from some of my highlights on a weekly basis. Before we get to China though, enjoy these pictures and some upcoming stories about my time spent in Southeasat Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                               --Pabst in Hong Kong--&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCpjbyhG9tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/AJ_y4Z9HLnw/s1600-h/P1040847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200078048820917970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="205" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCpjbyhG9tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/AJ_y4Z9HLnw/s200/P1040847.JPG" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;---Our flight into Laos. Indy, eat your heart out! ---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200078757490521826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCpkFChG9uI/AAAAAAAAAI4/4AZfZz9Apcg/s200/P1040870.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---Hmm...Bat in the morning!---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200079822642411266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="265" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCplDChG9wI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UU-b_uUbcY0/s400/jessehongkongbus.JPG" width="462" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;---Lost in Hong Kong----&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCpkpihG9vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bTRUhg8TrgQ/s1600-h/P1040850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200079384555747058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCpkpihG9vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bTRUhg8TrgQ/s200/P1040850.JPG" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---Laos ---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4814575818133857123?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4814575818133857123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4814575818133857123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4814575818133857123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4814575818133857123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-from-southeast-asia-january.html' title='Pictures From Southeast Asia January 2008'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SCplTyhG9xI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/N0CY8yyM1_A/s72-c/jessepabst.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2227040302046293714</id><published>2008-04-28T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:58:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cyrstal Ball:  NBA Playoffs 2008</title><content type='html'>Who in June? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball fans will find out soon enough, but in the meantime, I'd like to take a peak into my trusty crystal ball to see what there is to see.  Most teams are 4 games deep into their first round matchups leaving little room for any advancement surprises.  Despite Detroit's failure to focus in the first few games of their 76ers series, they are finally getting back to old form.  Expect to see them playing alongside Cleveland, Boston, and Orlando in the next round.  The West semi's will likely feature a Lakers v Utah and New Orleans v San Antonio (Although the Suns had an imressive must-win performance this afternoon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Lebron's stellar performance and the expected dominance of Boston throughout the Eastern tournament, there is little else to talk about.  I'd be surprised to see anyone other than Boston waiting for whoever surprises the trecherous West. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ahh, the Western Conference.  Some great series await in round 2, and really, from here one out.  While the hotly anticipated Spurs/Suns series only has managed to live up to expectations in game 1, prospects such as the possibility of a Deron Williams v Chris Paul Conference Final rest even higher on my future's wish list.  And you know what, the prospect of Kobe and the new Kids on the Block facing off against the decade dominant Spurs isn't a bad alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've got to pick a single team to come out of the West, I would have to put money on the defending champion spurs.  Until someone proves they're better than them, I'm just not believing it.  I expected to the Suns would expose any weaknesses the Spurs would have this year, but the truth is, this looks a lot like yesteryear's team.  Outside of any injuries to the Spurs Big 3, I think the West is their's to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Steve Nash is going to bed feeling better then Dallas's Jason Kidd tonight.  Kidd was ejected Sunday night, after committing a dangerous frustration foul halfway through the 4th.  The Sun's blowout win today thrills me that I get to watch them play again, but I'm only interested if they play with the same intensity they did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Finals in June?  We may just be seeing Duncan matched up against the newest Jolly Green Giant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2227040302046293714?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2227040302046293714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2227040302046293714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2227040302046293714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2227040302046293714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/04/cyrstal-ball-nba-playoffs-2008.html' title='The Cyrstal Ball:  NBA Playoffs 2008'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5418222983862739876</id><published>2008-04-26T03:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:26:25.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOK REVIEW:  McMichael's "Planetary Overload"</title><content type='html'>In the book“Planetary Overload,” A.J. McMichael uses a wide variety of techniques to bring the global challenges we face in the coming years to the forefront. Unfortunately, the piece offers little inspiration regarding personal action, as the overwhelming majority of solutions presented seem to fail to consider the individual in any way. Instead, all is considered from an omnipotent view that sees our ever looming environmental dangers in a macro context. In place of faith in humanity and individuals resides this ever undeterred view that the solutions lie in government intervention and international regulation. &lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0WTefcaMRJIhV4BbdmjzbkF/SIG=12mral7ns/EXP=1209238170/**http://www.edirectory.co.uk/pf/images/products/2184/i/031bae5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to agree on the important implications of what may come of us along with our environment if we do not act. I struggle with McMichael’s strong affection for the idea of government regulation. I would describe his approach as “tunnel vision” in nature. But if we are to properly address this issue, should not other methods be considered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly unbeknownst to McMichael, there are many like myself, who struggle with this assumption that only government is capable of tackling the big problems of the day. I would think that the idea of entrepreneurship and its related capabilities would be something worthy of a minimum of a chapter in this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McMichael stresses all sorts of examples of failed empires and civilizations that can be aligned with the environmental degradation of their time and area. Are there no positive examples? I find it hard to believe that, in our long history as a species, we can find no examples of management done right. I would also contend that those such findings are far more rare an occurrence in government policy, than it is in free market entrepreneurship. Problem solvers like Benjamin Franklin flourished in a deregulated, self-responsibility filled setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strongest testaments to the potential of humanity, when left with nothing less than liberty, can be found in what Leo Marx calls the “heroic generation of founding revolutionists” (Teich, 7). In his article, “Does Improved Technology Mean Progress?” Marx reminds the reader that before we can decide if technology means progress, we must first decide what exactly it is that we are striving to progress towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern idea of progress, championed by those like Thomas Jefferson, recognized that technology was only progressive so long as they worked towards sacred goals such as justice, freedom, harmony, beauty, and self-fulfillment (8). Knowing that technology will play a large part in how we go about handling world health and environment, as well as understanding that any solutions are going to need the leadership and mobility of a strong and moral people, the prevailing philosophies of our “heroic generation” suddenly seem very relevant to the current debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enlightenment idea of progress was something that nay existed before our nation formed. Most of human history sees history as a fall from grace or some other utopian origin (Foltz).The embodiment of these ideas in the U.S. Constitution is what truly makes the document so special. Patriots like Thomas Jefferson and John Adams rooted their beliefs not in technology alone, but also recognized that they must be conducive with protecting the natural rights of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will shiver at the notion of the above described free society, with its emphasis on person to person contracts and the importance of private property. These same people will claim that such a free market oriented solution couldn’t possibly work. Not only that, but dangerous! How can I expect intellectuals such as McMichael to willingly participate in the leveling of the playing field? A successful businessman or rural farmer has no place in the debate over how to handle global warming. Well, nothing outside of paying their new “green taxes” (McMichael, 334). Leave the rest to the lobbyists and their public servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My counter argument to their cynicism is that it is only fair to understand that there is an equal basis for skepticism in the faith blindly thrown behind entrusting all the responsibility to government and other giant institutions. He claims we need far reaching policy making as instituted by our government (mostly non-elected bureaucrats, mind you). This is the part where I am expected to entrust such important responsibility to the career politicians. These are the same folks who spend far too much time crunching numbers from their latest polls, and the other half over dinners with some of the deepest pocketbooks this world has ever known. I would rather entrust the human spirit operating within a free market any day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;When talking about Jefferson and his virtues, Marx goes as far as to claim, “In weighing political, moral, and aesthetic costs against economic benefits, he anticipated the viewpoint of the environmentalists” (Teich, 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the seemingly boundless innovations that have sprouted out of the first decade of one of the greatest “free-market friendly” technologies to date: the internet. With current trends creeping towards more and more regulation, the world wide web’s first decade will probably be remembered as its most open as well as its most innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early developments such as the idea of search engines have evolved and streamlined themselves into the powerhouses of the internet, (Yahoo!, Google etc…) while chat rooms that were once the buzz, were overshadowed by instant messaging, which has now been replaced at the top of the communications ladder by the Internet 2.0’s social networking sites (such as Facebook and MySpace). It would be difficult to find an example of such accelerated progress within the constraints of any traditional institution’s regulations. I believe that the immediately (though low) quantifiable satisfactions that come from centralized regulation (such as a carbon tax) strongly aid in the reasoning behind the seemingly overwhelming faith society is putting behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is much more difficult to accurately measure and present the results of an open market, making it a much less desirable option for any politician trying to get reelected. A PowerPoint slide with a simple bar graph depicting taxes rising and pollution falling will work for regulation. But quantifying earth friendly intellectual property that is born out of freedom from restrictions, and the courage to entrust an entire society with such power is not nearly as easy.&lt;br /&gt;George Reisman’s article, Environmentalism in the Light of Menger and Mises, recalls a quote regarding global warming from his previous work Capitalism, “It would be too great a problem for government bureaucrats to handle…But it would certainly not be too great a problem for tens and hundreds of millions of free, thinking individuals living under capitalism to solve” (Reisman, 14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact of the matter is that such heavy handed regulations are, daresay, un-American in their roots. We have lost faith in the abilities of ourselves, and feel much more comfortable sacrificing those responsibilities to faceless elites in D.C. and the Executive Branch only to watch the highlights on our 24 hour cable news. A free market places property rights in a near sacred light. Congressman (R-Texas) Ron Paul best explains how pollution can be handled when operating within a free system, “no one is allowed to pollute his neighbor’s land, air, or water…Currently, preemptive regulations and pay-to-pollute schemes favor those wealthy enough to perform the regulatory tap dance, while those who own the polluted land rarely receive quick or just resolution to their problems” (Paul, online).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in the introduction that McMichael has many ways of going about making his points on the environment. I should also stress my allegiance to his overriding concerns. Deforestation, (currently subsidized by the US government) global warming, loss of coral reefs, etc…are all very real problems (McMichael, 334). While virtually all can agree that the present results are nowhere near satisfactory, I contend that piling more of the same solutions is also not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If allowed, the entrepreneurs born in the spirit of freedom, will be the Shepards of the 21st century. Thanks in large part to the internet as a new template; any one of us can see the potential greatness harbored in capitalistic institutions such as Google. The word has only been part of our vocabulary for a mere few years, and already it has grown to be so much more than a simple, internet search engine. Google is now actively engaged in critical sectors such as telecommunications, (bidding wars with telecommunications giants such as Verizon) and energy. It should be no surprise 10 years from now when Google is recognized worldwide as the leading provider of alternative energy (Google windmills anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I applaud McMichael’s efforts to instill a sense of urgency, (not shying away from possible scenarios such as those embodied in “threshold theories”) but I am left wishing that more various approaches to the situation were explored. Ludwig Van Mises, one of the great advocates for liberty, may have said it best, “Only individuals think and only individuals act” (Reisman, 12). Now is the time for action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works Cited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foltz, Prof. Bruce. Eckerd College lecture. October, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McMichael, A.J. Planetary Overload: Global Environmental Change and the Health of the Human Species. Cambridge University Press. Great Britain. 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, Ron. Environment and Energy Policy. &lt;http:&gt;. April, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reisman, George. Environmentalism in the Light of Menger and Mises. The Quarterly Journal of Austrian Economics. Vol. 5, No. 2. Summer 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teich, Albert H. Technology and the Future. 10th ed. 2006. Thompson and Wadsworth Publishing. United States. pp. 5-8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5418222983862739876?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5418222983862739876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5418222983862739876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5418222983862739876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5418222983862739876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-review-mcmichaels-planetary.html' title='BOOK REVIEW:  McMichael&apos;s &quot;Planetary Overload&quot;'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5281408904298478224</id><published>2008-04-22T07:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:26:04.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World on a String Returns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SA0iRXUyBGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zzCpAdz2esU/s1600-h/hoiantohue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191843627142349922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SA0iRXUyBGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zzCpAdz2esU/s320/hoiantohue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Vietnam on a String (January 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, the site has undergone a serious facelift as of recently. While my blog will still feature articles dedicated to travel experiences, the site will now encompass...well, anything I deem worthy. This will include current events, sports, reviews, and maybe even some productions (videos, music).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides giving regular updates that analyze the current headlines, I intend to be posting some of my journal entries from my most recent stint overseas. That's right, since last posting on this blog I've returned to Southeast Asia living in Xiamen, China for the first half of 2008. In fact, I've only just returned from there in the past week. Look for highlights of that trip to sporadically be added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sports fans, how about the &lt;em&gt;Spurs/Suns&lt;/em&gt; opener Saturday afternoon? If you missed it...phew! Possibly one of the best games I can remember seeing ever. Double overtime, big names making big plays on both ends of the floor...I can't wait for Tuesday to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the train is leaving the station folks, make sure you got your ticket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5281408904298478224?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5281408904298478224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5281408904298478224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5281408904298478224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5281408904298478224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-on-string-returns.html' title='World on a String Returns!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SA0iRXUyBGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zzCpAdz2esU/s72-c/hoiantohue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7423986812279145906</id><published>2007-05-10T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T15:46:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7 - Seaside Bike Trek</title><content type='html'>After knocking out my first of three comprehensive examinations, it was time to let off some steam.  The exam had gone well, the day was one of the year’s most beautiful yet, and the idea of renting a bike for the afternoon seemed far too appealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s exactly what I did.  Along with the company of trusty roommate Alex Roche, we packed ourselves each a book bag with some water and laundry to drop off along the way.  Just up past the beach behind our school are a bunch of bike rental shops.  Its really funny, whereas two, three, and even four seater bicycles are seldom scene in the States, the Chinese love to make a day out biking and do it together.  Bikers were out all along the seaside and I’m convinced that it was probably a 50/50 split on normal bikes vs multiple seating bikes.  One of the highlights had to have been when I was biking along on my mountain bike and passed what turned out to be 3 smiling monks all peddling along on one bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I rented the bike, I knew in my mind where I wanted to go.  I wanted to be riding right up along the sea and beachfront.  The only way to do this would be to use the boardwalk that goes for miles resting between outdoor, umbrella-filled cafes and the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a few annoying stairs up and down now and then, the boardwalk was clearly not designed with a biker in mind.  In fact, about halfway through our trek we came across a sign specifically stating that bikes weren’t to be used.  Oops.  While all the tourists road along the safe bike path, briefly glimpsing the water from time to time, Alex and I were riding nearly on top of the water and, on a few instances, through the beach and water itself.  It was a much more satisfying experience and I’m glad we took the initiative to do it right.  No worries, no one got upset with us.  At most, we had some lightly entertained crowds at a few seaside joints watching us struggle to make our way through some tight spots between large, rocky cliffs and the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day on a beautiful island.  I also recently went to the major bookstore around here and was able to come across a few good looking books that revolve around Xiamen.  One is written by a Professor who has been living here for the past 30 years or so, so I’m sure that one has a wealth of information.  The other is written completely in Chinese, but has some beautiful, full color pictures that will also be good for sharing back home.  See you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7423986812279145906?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7423986812279145906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7423986812279145906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7423986812279145906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7423986812279145906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-7-seaside-bike-trek.html' title='May 7 - Seaside Bike Trek'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2318392748847423585</id><published>2007-04-24T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:20:00.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Had a Ball</title><content type='html'>Well, spring has sprung in Xiamen. If it wasn't for the constant shifts from rainy to hot, sunny days I would say its basically summer. The month has been filled with long days prepping finals papers and presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057010695440477570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ri4cby8UrYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QGS430AZNkA/s320/barsmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today was the first day it began to dawn on me that the school trip is nearing an end. Quite sad. One of my buddies celebrated his 21st today, and the lot of us got together to share a drink and meal with him. It was one of the few times the majority of the group was together at once, really helping to put the trip into perspective. In a word, its been amazing. As is said, one travels as much to find himself, as discover any foreign place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2318392748847423585?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2318392748847423585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2318392748847423585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2318392748847423585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2318392748847423585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-had-ball.html' title='We Had a Ball'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ri4cby8UrYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QGS430AZNkA/s72-c/barsmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-8003576685608857624</id><published>2007-04-09T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:34:31.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summary of My Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This first week of April was a welcome rest from my constant traveling/schooling. While others took the week as an opportunity to travel around (some went to Tibet, Hong Kong, Tokyo etc...) I was about traveled out. So I (along with my friends Alex and Chas) took the week and "kept it local" as they say, recharging my batteries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will now fill each day with a short synopsis, giving a peak into the daily ongoings of my Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 - The highlight of my first night on break was taking the time to visit a local bar that is actually owned by two sisters of which we've become friends with. I had never visited the bar before, but it turned out to be a nice, trendy little bar. The way it featured such bright, clean atmosphere, it almost felt more like it should be a coffee shop than a bar. But after a few drinks in me, it was clear that it most certianly was a bar in ever since of the word. Especially after we worked our way through some darts (just like home) and a few rounds of the very popular dice game Bo Bing (no so much like home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 - My second day was the previously detailed Xiamen Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3 - The last of the nice weather for break. If only I'd known the sun was about to disappear for the following week...instead of finding the beach, we treated ourselves to our favorite dumpling house. This place deserves a journal entry all its own, as its become one of my favorite little nooks in Xiamen and is frequented all too often by myself. In fact, I had lunch there again today. For a mere 6 Yuan (about 90 Cents) they will bring out a plate of 20 Dumplings for your eating pleasure. The dumplings come in all sorts of stuffings, the best I've discovered are the Mushroom and Egg Dumplings by far. Its a great little place that has treated me far too well, for far too cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4 - Monday's as usual, are my day's working at Common Talk. Not much went on this week as they had no new assignments. I edited some other work and wrote up an opinion piece on my experience as an English judge for their Speaking Contest. Hopefully that will be published in the near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhokgjvIhCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8jiAlUxektg/s1600-h/funnytuktuk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051390073816777762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhokgjvIhCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8jiAlUxektg/s320/funnytuktuk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 - One of our requirements by Prof. Grasso before leaving China is to visit the nearby city of Jie Mae. Its about an hour outside the city and is the home of one of China's greatest contributers to education. I visited his home which is now a museum as well as a park dedicated to his memory. The man was amazing and gave all of his time and energy to promotin and establishing better schooling throughout Southern China. I'm going to copy my Jie Mae write up to this blog probably in my next posting, so stay tuned to read more about the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 6 - After our trip to Jie Mae, the weather had clearly taken a turn for the worse. No end was in sight and it was only getting colder and rainier day by day. This was the time to take advantage of my Nintendo Wii and truly just rest. We spent an undocumented amount of time in my room playing Madden NFL football, taking the Bears from Week 1 all the way to the second round of the playoffs...only to be utterly defeated at the hands of the @#$@#% Minneasota Vikings. Good times good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 8,9 - Gulanyu, the small little island only 10 minutes from my campus is a great get away for anyone looking for some peace and quiet. I'd visited a handful of times, but never actually stayed there. Alex and I made a point to find a good bed and breakfeast and really explore the island. No cars, motorcycles etc...are allowed on the island. Making it one of the most relaxed places you can find...anywhere. Beautiful scenery, beaches, and lots of quiant, old english architecture dominate the island. AKA Piano Island, Gulanyu used to be the home to all the englishmen who once inhabited and worked in Xiamen. Strangely enough, it features the most highly concentrated amount of piano's in the world. Who would think China of all places would hold that claim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night was ruled by a trip to KK, the number one dance club in Xiamen. Giant video screens, beautiful girls, rich businessmen, and the hottest music dominate the scene. The last time we tried to get in the club we were actually turned away as our dress code wasn't up to snuff. We didn't realize this was that sort of club. Despite its "high-maintenance" character, I actually spent no money while out. Its an amazing phenomena here in China, but, me being a westerner, I get treated to the equivalent of a blonde bombshell in any given bar in America. All my drinks are bought by Chinese eager to hang out with westerners and everyone's willing to have a conversation with you. Its a very new and strange phenomena to me, as I've never had DD breasts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-8003576685608857624?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/8003576685608857624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=8003576685608857624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8003576685608857624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/8003576685608857624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/04/summary-of-my-spring-break.html' title='A Summary of My Spring Break'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhokgjvIhCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8jiAlUxektg/s72-c/funnytuktuk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5722038029393947244</id><published>2007-04-06T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:23:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XIAMEN'S MARATHON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I kicked off my Spring Break with a phone call from one of my buddies at 8am reminding me it was time to wake up and head out to glimpse Xiamen’s biggest event of the year: the Xiamen Marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having never been to one before, I can’t really draw accurate comparisons between Xiamen’s and other city’s marathons. However, I can comment on the local’s high levels of enthusiasm. Going into its 5th year, the marathon has become a huge draw for local industry and is always listed as one of the major highlights Xiamen has to offer. In fact, the McDonald’s down the street has completely decorated its upstairs with giant pictures of past year’s marathons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhZHjZxZD2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g-gK8obQi4o/s1600-h/marathonsmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050302705681633122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhZHjZxZD2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g-gK8obQi4o/s320/marathonsmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the local friends I’ve made were actually participating in the event. None of them were trained for the professional 45 km run, but it was impressive to see these young locals being excited and proud to be taking time to run the initial 5k length. Outside of Mr. Ault, my badass High School chemistry teacher, I can’t think of a single person I know stateside who runs marathons for fun, while in my short time here I’ve met 4 people my age who are doing it, 3 of which are girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an interesting note, and I think it’s a good example of what I mean when I say this marathon is a BIG DEAL here in Xiamen. The Chinese are active people by nature. I’ve yet to meet a person who drives their own car, they all rely on public transportation, bikes, and walking from place to place. I walk everywhere here and sometimes catch myself complaining, while the locals I’m with simply remind me, “but it’s good for you.” Judging from the extreme lack of overweight people here, I’m beginning to take their advice very seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marathon takes place on the main ring road that wraps itself around Xiamen (it is an island after all). Luckily, our campus is very near the water and it was only a 10 minute walk to the south gate where we could watch the runners go by. As you can see by the pictures, they just kept coming and coming. I’m going to try to find some official numbers, as I’m curious to compare how many participants their were as opposed to some of the larger marathons run in the states. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching that vantage point for awhile, the three of us grabbed a bus and headed to Jung Shan Road, one of the major shopping streets in Xiamen. We were there to investigate some pirated video game retailers and grab some brunch. While eating in this one cafeteria-like restaurant (famous for it’s Peanut Soup), we were lucky enough to catch the end of the marathon on tv. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire upstairs dining area was clamored around the television watching in anticipation. Two runners were out front with no one else in sight. One was a local runner, the other was an African runner. Talking with some friends before the start of the race, I had learned that in all 4 previous years, African runners had won first place. These runners are some of the best trained running machines in the world, and the Xiamen marathon is one of the highlights on their annual circuit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to see one Chinese person left running just a step in front of this expected winner was enough to get the locals in the restaurant very excited. We sat and took our time eating as we watched the final 3km on TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinaman looked very tired, and on the verge of passing out, while the African looked almost bored and as if he may just be warming up. Maybe it was the legions of cheering fans running alongside the local, but somehow, in that final 1km stretch, the Chinaman managed to actually increase his lead over the favorite. It was a moving sight to see and very exciting for everyone involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the new local champion crossed through the banner cheers shot up through our entire restaurant, as well as could be heard in the streets (televisions line the streets on Jung Shan Road). It was pretty moving and a very satisfying ending to a much hyped event. Although we couldn’t help but wonder if the African had been paid off by the government or something…haha no just kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5722038029393947244?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5722038029393947244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5722038029393947244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5722038029393947244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5722038029393947244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/04/xiamens-marathon.html' title='XIAMEN&apos;S MARATHON'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RhZHjZxZD2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g-gK8obQi4o/s72-c/marathonsmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-482684654490711269</id><published>2007-03-28T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:45:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Speaking Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I've been trying to get this post up for a few days now...but I haven't been able to access my blog for about 5 days. I was convinced that China had put a clamp on Blogger.com or something. But today, all is better and I figure I should throw a blog up quick before it happens again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, I was outside my campus limits at 7:30 to be picked up by Common Talk's driver and head downtown. Instead of going to my regular office, I was headed off to another high rise where "EF: English First's" offices are. The two organizations are working in conjunction to conduct what is Common Talk's largest and most heavily promoted annual event: the Fujian Province English Speaking Contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RgpSoDyoS6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vTPDs6SbkRQ/s1600-h/candid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046937180587969442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RgpSoDyoS6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vTPDs6SbkRQ/s320/candid.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to be a judge for the event, the youngest they've ever had. Its a serious event too. Last year they had over 4,000 contestants enter. It was myself and 5 other judges to handle the opening day's round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself and one other gentleman were in charge of all the middle school student's. These kids ranged from 12-15 years old. Getting my own office, I would sit behind my desk while one student at a time would enter and have 60 seconds to give a rehearsed speech in english. The subject was "My Biggest Dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was a personally rewarding experience due in large part to the topic. I found it fascinating to hear what Chinese youth were most excited about for their futures. In some ways I was surprised by the differences, and in other ways intrigued at some similar answers I would expect from American kids. I personally oversaw probably 250 students by the end of a full 8 hour day of scoring. Talking to that many youth, certain trends showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many of them wanted to be doctors, and I was surprised to see that the other most popular answer was becoming a reporter. Their dreams seemed very giving and surprisingly mature. This can be attributed to the way that Chinese culture puts so much emphasis on the community as opposed to the individual. Many young girls wanted to take their careers and go to the incredibly poor western provinces and provide aid. I was pleasantly taken to find that many boys were well aware of the environmental challenges now facing the world, and especially, their own country. They knew of troubles with their polluted rivers, specific events and areas in trouble, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was enlightening, exciting, and a great overall learning experience for me. The only sad part was having to rank and score the students, as I could only pass about half of them. Of those passed, I should get to see them again in the upcoming 2nd round being held in mid-April. The final round will actually be televised throughout the province, and chances are, I wont be around to participate in that which is a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More as it comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046939791928085426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RgpVADyoS7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/X404hxiK3u4/s320/jesse+and+editors+smal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My two, very kind chief editors after a hard day's judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-482684654490711269?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/482684654490711269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=482684654490711269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/482684654490711269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/482684654490711269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/03/english-speaking-contest.html' title='English Speaking Contest'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RgpSoDyoS6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/vTPDs6SbkRQ/s72-c/candid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-6715755528850461590</id><published>2007-03-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T08:42:01.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend in Beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend I had the opportunity to take my first flight across China completely on my own. Eckerd College's Choir group is touring China this week to participate in 4 perforamces over 10 days. One of my closest friends, Rebecca, was on the trip and worked out a way for me to hop up and visit for the weekend. I'm going to add more from my visit to Beijing once Becca emails me pictures, but in the meantime, here's an article I just finished for Common Talk based on my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tianjin Cultural Exchange&lt;br /&gt;Jesse Johnson&lt;br /&gt;March 19, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An exciting and important cultural exchange took place in the northern city of Tianjin on March 17th. It involved a meeting between Tianjin University students and students from Eckerd College, a university located in the southern United States. The communication breakthrough came through a language that is universal to all people of all nations: music. Tianjin University invited Eckerd College's vocal choir to help kick off the opening ceremony for their 22nd Culture and Art Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eckerd College brought over 70 choir members and faculty to share the spotlight as honorary guests to China. They traveled from the university's campus in the state of Florida to take part in the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring not only their talented vocal choir, Eckerd also boasts a unique musical team of ringers. The Eckerd Ringers are equipped and trained with special bells. Each bell rings in a very specific musical note, allowing the team of ¡°ringers¡± to perform some very intricate and pleasing musical tunes. With 56 bells total, this is certainly no simple task. As the ringers team is only a small portion of Eckerd's full choir, each ringer must be able to quickly move between multiple bells, as each of the ringers are responsible for specific sets of bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rf8tqzRzLAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2uFHTAPm8Us/s1600-h/choirsmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043800321020865538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rf8tqzRzLAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2uFHTAPm8Us/s200/choirsmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While all of the performances during the opening ceremony were of the highest quality, it was the Eckerd Ringers¡¯ performances that received the most enthusiastic response from the crowd in attendance. One Tianjin University student explained, "The bells are amazing. I've never seen anything like this before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning new practices and ideas from one another is certainly the hope of any such international exchange. The American students were equally impressed by the performance of their Tianjin University peers. Tianjin's choir wowed the audience by exhibiting a very diverse set of songs. Each song managed to stand on its own as unique and memorable in their own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Americans especially noted a beautiful solo by one of Tianjin's female vocalists. Dressed in a traditional white dress, she stepped to the front of the stage and took control of the room. All eyes (and ears) were on her as she sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another unique aspect the US students appreciated was from Tianjin's final song. In a wild frenzy of an ending, the chorus soared, while a large drum clapped like thunder, leaving only silence in its wake. From the silence came the choir singing softly and using the snapping of their fingers to mimic a pleasant spring rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite their campuses being thousands of miles apart, Tianjin and Eckerd both share special stories linking the schools to Xiamen. One of Tianjin¡¯s choir boys grew up in Quan Zhou and has fond memories of Fujian Province. He loves Xiamen and would've loved attending XiaDa for schooling if he wasn't so intent on moving far from home to gain his independence. Tianjin's choir actually traveled to Xiamen just last year to attend a national music contest hosted in the city. The students of Tianjin refer to Xiamen in positive terms, not only for the city's natural splendor, but also because the school had good fortune at the contest, taking two awards home to Tianjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eckerd College is currently working in a close relationship with Xiamen University, as the school has sent 12 students to study and live together on XiaDa's campus for the first time ever. Students from Eckerd have been living in Xiamen since February and will stay to finish their semester until May. "I never want to leave," says Eckerd College student Chas Macneil, referring to Xiamen's overall beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Macneil may be on to something. It is stories like the interactions that were shared on March 17th in Tianjin that go to show how wonderful it is to discover the beauty each of us have, from east to west.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-6715755528850461590?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/6715755528850461590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=6715755528850461590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6715755528850461590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6715755528850461590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/03/weekend-in-beijing.html' title='A Weekend in Beijing'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rf8tqzRzLAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2uFHTAPm8Us/s72-c/choirsmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3573296851210624282</id><published>2007-03-13T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:52:06.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a Bumble Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the delay of updates. Now that I'm back at Xiamen, all of the students have returned from their New Year's break and the semester has kicked into high gear. As I write this, its approaching midnight of what has already been another full day. But I read a short blurb from my little sister reminding me I need to keep this thing going, so without further ado, I shall attempt to spit a few words out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RfbIfZRJMzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BGON4cenlMQ/s1600-h/commontalk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041437274572141362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RfbIfZRJMzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BGON4cenlMQ/s200/commontalk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one major highlight of the past few weeks has been my new internship. Common Talk, the only english print, weekly newspaper in Xiamen (and the Fujian Province for that matter) has been kind enough to take me and Alex under their wing. Its a small, 8-page paper with a target market focusing on not only local expats but Chinese in their 20's and 30's who are interesting in improving/learning english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head to the office on Mondays after lunch, taking a 30 minute taxi ride across town to the 18th floor of the Xiamen Daily's headquarters. The Xiamen Daily is a massive print newspaper in Chinese, while Common Talk is a subdivision resting under the Daily's corporate span. Our two overseeing editors are very kind women who speak good english and seem very open to fresh ideas (as the paper is only in its 3rd year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Thursday through the weekend, Alex and I are on call to go conduct interviews that the paper lines up. Originally, I thought we would accompany one of the editors on these meetings as mere sidekicks who probably did nothing more than take notes and/or help with translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I found out my very first weekend on the job, in actuality I get plenty of action. I got a call late Friday night from my editor, asking if I could be ready to meet her at the Xiamen International Conference Center by 10am the following morning. All I was told was that I would be interviewing the Mayor of an Italian city who was in town for some sort of "stone show," and to have a few questions prepared. I didn't have time to get a clearer idea, as I was in the middle of a bar (it was Friday afterall) with friends and loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RfbHgpRJMyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/r3G82E45NQo/s1600-h/commontalksmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041436196535350050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RfbHgpRJMyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/r3G82E45NQo/s320/commontalksmall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, that morning I drug myself out of bed, ran out and caught a cab. Handed my cell phone to the taxi driver with my editor on the other line to relay directions (I've found that is the most efficient and accurate method to reach my destinations). Little did I know I was on my way to what is the 4th largest marble, stone work trade show in the world (The largest in all of Asia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mayor was from Carrara, Italy, the home of the marble Statue of David by Michelangelo. We got our press passes, headed into the showroom floor and tracked down the mayor. Little did I know, I would be taking the helm for the interview, as my editor told me up front she wanted me to write the article that would come of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very exciting stuff. I was back in the dorm by 12:30pm with a pad of paper full of notes and an 800 word article to submit by 9am the next morning. I was pleased to learn that I would be writing for the "People" section which basically gets about the best positioning possible in the paper. The article fills up the entire centerfold page of the issue and is running tomorrow (Wednesday). I'll make sure to update this article with a picture of it when I get myself a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, they'll keep me busy with more work and bylines. Theres plenty else keeping me busy, what with 3 research papers coming up quick, a foreign language to learn and new Chinese friends to help me with such...More as it comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3573296851210624282?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3573296851210624282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3573296851210624282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3573296851210624282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3573296851210624282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/03/busy-as-bumble-bee.html' title='Busy as a Bumble Bee'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RfbIfZRJMzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/BGON4cenlMQ/s72-c/commontalk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-5446851767681279743</id><published>2007-02-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:49:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Festival Trip part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feb. 19 - Pandas and Roast Duck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our final day in the capital was a visit to the Beijing Zoo. The highlight of their zoo is, of course, their panda exhibit. In fact, the last time I visited this zoo, our tour went directly to the panda exhibit only. But this time we scheduled ourselves a healthy hour and a half to wander the zoo on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alex, Myself, and my buddy Chas didn't waste much time at the Panda exhibit. They were all sleeping and being lazy. First we checked out the impressive lake/bird sanctuary near the zoo's entrance. For the extra hour we had, it was enough to get a decent impression of what the zoo has to offer. Its certainly no San Diego or Brookfield zoo, but the variety of animals is there. Some animals were very odd looking, 4 legged things that I had never seen nor recognized from any American zoo. I couldn't get a reliable name, as they were all writtein in Chinese and Pin Yin. The only thing I could tell, was that they were native to western China, as next to each name was a map of their natural habitat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One I remember looked like a cross between a hog, a large dog's face, and something equally ugly. The monkeys were cool, but the gorilla house was especially sad looking. Pretty run down, dreary lighting, and a pair of depressed looking, massive Kongs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also different from last year was my Roast Duck experience. Roast Duck dinners are the most famous, traditional dinner developed in Beijing's traditions. Whereas last year I didn't enjoy the meal, I found this trip's to be a highlight lunch for the entire tour. New restaurant, lots of beer at noon, and a much better tasting duck helped to make this possibly the best meal of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Northern Chinese food differs much from its Southern brethren. I found that Beijing's meals were easily my favorite of the trip. The south prefer very sweet, lighter meals, where the north enjoys saltier, heavier meals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035833771158542322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLgIkXSF_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/SmLGSe2bp5E/s400/olympics+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I spent my free afternoon hunting the streets near our hotel for a guitar. I've always wanted a thing, hollow body jazz guitar and knew Xiamen didn't have any to offer. Drew, another traveling buddy , went with me, as he was curious about getting a bass for himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLlPUXSGBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RYorItVjX0w/s1600-h/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035839384680798226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLlPUXSGBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RYorItVjX0w/s320/guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The streets lined with music stores were chock full of people and clsed off to cars thanks to the Chinese New Year. Of all the stores, there was literally only one guitar that stood out as one that fullfilled my dreams and could be proud of. They had rip off Gibsons etc...but I wanted legit. Only problem was, the legit PV guitar was listed at 3,000 RMB. But two hours of haggling, 1 walk away from the store, and a lot of acting and debate later and the price had dropped to 1,600 RMB with a hard case thrown in. With an exchange rate of US$1 = 7.7 RMB that works out to...just a hair over $200. This same model guitar in the US probably retails for $400. Not too shabby. Not to mention a hard case that was thrown in for free usually would cost 50-70$ by itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note, the Chinese New Year on the night of the 17th was like nothing I've seen/heard before. They may not have the best quality fireworks (as they big ones usually explode before clearing the 2o some story buildings) But it seems every person in the city of 18 million are launching bombs for 12 hours straight. It actually went on for the entire trip, but those first hours from midnight to 6 in the morning were literally non stop. They didn't have any single, planned fireworks show, just regular citizens on every street corner and parking lot blowing things up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It seriously sounded like a war zone. I thought I was in Beirut or something. IThat same night, I also got to play guitar in the same hole-in-the-wall bar as last year. Instead of Andy Oswald (my good friend from last years trip) on the drums, I had the priviledge of jamming with a 50-something year old Swiss man who told me it was his first time playing in 25 years. The 15 or so Swiss present were all raucous, drunk, loud and fun. He was a ton of fun to perform with, even when he stumbled and dropped a drum stick mid-song. Just a good party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035835162727946242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLhZkXSGAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dzFBz-DZ7Wk/s320/maos+mosoleum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mao's Mosoleum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-5446851767681279743?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/5446851767681279743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=5446851767681279743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5446851767681279743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/5446851767681279743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/spring-festival-trip-part-2.html' title='Spring Festival Trip part 2'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLgIkXSF_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/SmLGSe2bp5E/s72-c/olympics+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-1498774366925907938</id><published>2007-02-25T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T20:51:27.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xin Nian Hao - Spring Festival Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035821070940248002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLUlUXSF8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lpUmg1x46xA/s200/flag+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After only 2 weeks in Xiamen, it was time for the Chinese New Year. Its the Chinese equivalent to our Christmas/New Years holidays. Also known as the Spring Festival, the official length of the event is 15 days. So while I have been attending my classes, only 5% of the local 30,000 students have been on campus. They were all on break until the conclusion of Spring Festival. With this in mind, Eckerd and Xiada worked out a deal where our troop of 12 students would travel for 9 days through some of China's most important cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the structure proven successful in last year's Semester in Asia program, we visited the capital of Beijing, the ancient capital of Xi'an, and one of the premier economic hubs of the world, Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled light during the trek and opted not to drag my laptop with me. Instead, I kept a handwritten journal as required by our course leader Professor Grasso. So I'll be posting numerous days worth of travel in what will probably broken up by only a handful of actual blog postings. The first of which is my thoughts and experiences in Beijing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEIJING: February 16-20th &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1 - February 16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijing's literal translation is "Northern Capital." Judging by the drastic change in temperature (its now peaking in the mid 40's) as well as the absense of greenery, Beijing seems to remember everything I remember it for last time. But that's not really a fair way to put it, other than the Chicagoesque scenery and weather, Bejing is an amazing place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a delayed flight, which was explained by personel as everything from weather to conjested air traffic, we finally were back en route to the "heart of China," as our guide Mike put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 in Bejing could easily be summed up as the &lt;em&gt;day of nostalgia&lt;/em&gt;. Before even boarding our Xiamen Airlines carrier, my buddy Galway was clearing space for us to play Chinese hackey-sack ala our trip from a year ago. Its the little things, like us falling into line behind the guidance of Mike's yellow flag that gave me a kick this first day back. Each time we'd go out in one of these big cities, the guides always carry a bright flag for us to follow like a flock of ducklings.&lt;br /&gt;Its not quite as embarassing as some of the domestic Chinese tourists who all wear matching, brightly colored baseball caps to find their way through the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLU4EXSF9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/98J3yD2r5rQ/s1600-h/me+forbidden+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035821393062795218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLU4EXSF9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/98J3yD2r5rQ/s320/me+forbidden+city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I truly felt like I was back "in the saddle." From there was the bus rides I learned to love. Even if they're kind of like the shopping carts...They're not always the most comfortable things, the tour guide in front usually has to fiddle with the microphone settings and such, but its all good. Its an amazing thing for me to be living out this trip again, as it certainly qualifies as a "once in a lifetime" trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was not only revisiting sites and maybe experiencing them in a more relaxed way, but also seeing new things that were originally overlooked. Thanks to the Chinese New Year, much of Beijing and its sides are relatively emptied. Following tradition, many of the people in the cities leave during the holidays to return to their hometowns and families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas Tianamen Square was a mad house last year, this time we were able to enjoy it with ease. At one end of the giant city square is Chairmen Mao's resting mosoleum. His final resting place usually has a three hour line in front of it, but this time we were able to view his body within 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its perfectly maintained, resting in a giant empty room with stern faced gaurds overlooking his glass encased coffin. A soft light shines on Mao's face and, at first, looks as if his body is a replica with a jackolantern for a head. But as I walked silently by his resting body it became clear that it was his actual face being highlighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first evening consisted of a 1 hour traditional Beijing Opera performance. Their are only three places that still practice the show, one of which is attached to the hotel we stayed at. Two stories are told over the hour with an intermission in between. The first story was of an emperor and his interactions with his favorite concubine while his undermanned army was under seige. The concubine kills herswelf so aso not to distract the emperor from his own survival, regarding the iminent invasion that was about to come down on him and his nation. A tradtional tragedy from Chinese history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3 - February 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLXPEXSF-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ksBAImVGE0c/s1600-h/on+top+o+da+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035823987223042018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLXPEXSF-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/ksBAImVGE0c/s400/on+top+o+da+wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marked my return to the Great Wall. An hour drive out of the city at the crack of dawn helped our tour bus be the first to arrive at the scene. There are a handful of spots outside the city that are designated as sites for visitors to climb, but the one Grasso takes us to is considered the most rewarding of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to understand my experience climbing the wall, its important my history with such. The wall had my number last year. It was a rough climb to the top, and I ended up throwing up only after I reached the top. The section of wall we climb is roughly 2,500 jagged, uneven steps to the top. Needless to say, not everyone makes the complete climb. Its quick to reveal what level of shape you're in. Thisyear, I'd already spent plenty of time playing hours of basketball everyday for the past 2 weeks in Xiamen which definatly helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I reach the top, I was the first of the group to reach the top. Our bus was the earliest to arrive at the walls base, so it was especially rewarding to reach the summit. I was completely by myself and able to take in the view/accomplishment. It was a very rewarding experience. Following not far behind was my travel partner Alex Roche and Prof Grasso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just the warm up for the day, as plenty of steps and walking lied ahead. After the Great Wall, we visited the Ming Tombs, a sprawling grave at the mountains base. Its a scenic walk, highlighted by a large, cavernous underground palace complete with a throne room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that wasn't enough, we then moved on to the Summer Palace. The site in Beijing where the emperors would spend much of their time during the hotter months. A large, manmade lake (in the shape of a giant peach symbolizing completion) helped to create a cool breeze for the park. Highlights include the Marble Boat, a decent sized foothill to climb thats well worth the view. Tour shops selling scrolls, books, and other trinkets are speckled throughout the park as well. Its a beautiful place and one of my favorite sites throughout all of Beijing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-1498774366925907938?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/1498774366925907938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=1498774366925907938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/1498774366925907938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/1498774366925907938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/xin-nian-hao-spring-festival-travel.html' title='Xin Nian Hao - Spring Festival Travel'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/ReLUlUXSF8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lpUmg1x46xA/s72-c/flag+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7621282868138890357</id><published>2007-02-12T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T12:27:07.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiamen in a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rc_t23TNEzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/imNW1Y0mf9I/s1600-h/rice+cantine+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030500835609350962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rc_t23TNEzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/imNW1Y0mf9I/s320/rice+cantine+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I’d take some time to familiarize everyone with my new residence, Xiamen. For Dr. Grasso’s Chinese Seminar course, the first thing we had to do was round up specific information in our teams. Each team was assigned a different subject, either Xiamen in general, Xiamen University, and China as a whole. The following list is information gathered on the area that should help give an idea as to what sort of place Xiamen is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiamen Info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Amoi is the old name for Xiamen (Located in the Fujian Province)&lt;br /&gt;- For more info on Xiamen, a good site to visit is AmoiLove.com. It is maintained by the wife of a professor here at Xiada (Xiamen University).&lt;br /&gt;- Xiamen is an island in a sub-tropical climate, resting within the monsoon season belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;City History&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Major trading post during western imperialism&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Gulanyu&lt;/em&gt; is small island, within a 2 minute ferry ride from Xiamen Island&lt;br /&gt;- Was famous for settlement by westerners. Beautiful gardens, courtyards etc…&lt;br /&gt;Gulanyu AKA Piano Island (Highest concentration of piano’s in the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Architecture = combo of traditional Chinese, british colonial, and modern skyscrapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Fujian Province is one of China’s richest thanks to trade, int’l airport etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o One of China’s 5 original Special Economic Zones from the 1980’s&lt;br /&gt;- Allowing for foreign direct investment from an early start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiamen University (Xiada)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Designated as one of China’s “Key Universities”&lt;br /&gt;- Allows for priority, extra funding and choice in student selection&lt;br /&gt;- Top 10% of schools nationwide&lt;br /&gt;- Key Schools get to give invitation only to students&lt;br /&gt;- Only Key school in a special economic zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Students &amp;amp; Faculty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Over 30,000 students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 40% of faculty have their Doctorate or equivalent&lt;br /&gt;o 32% of which received degrees abroad and returned&lt;br /&gt;o 1,200 International students&lt;br /&gt;o Over 80 Research facilities&lt;br /&gt;o 4,000 staff on campus&lt;br /&gt;o Home to largest Taiwan Research Institute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s Xiamen by the numbers. Its an amazing place, small mountains are to my rooms back, the ocean and beach are only a 15 minute walk away, and the students are very kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights a week, Chinese and foreigners meet at a place called “English Square” to exchange ideas, practice each other’s languages, etc…Its only a block down from the hotel I’m staying in and is great. Now that the numbers and specifics of the place are out of the way, I’ll start posting more interesting, personal experiences with the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7621282868138890357?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7621282868138890357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7621282868138890357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7621282868138890357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7621282868138890357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/xiamen-in-nutshell.html' title='Xiamen in a Nutshell'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rc_t23TNEzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/imNW1Y0mf9I/s72-c/rice+cantine+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3958935623206185815</id><published>2007-02-10T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:46:27.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN THE . . . P.R.C  (People's Republic of China)</title><content type='html'>One week and counting in Xiamen, (pronounced Shaman) China.  I haven’t had to time to maintain the blog as often as preferred this first week, as I have been very busy getting settled.  Getting from India to Xiamen was no simple little jump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first connection was waiting four hours away in Kuala Lampur, Malaysia.  I had a few hours to kill there.  Luckily, the place was much cleaner than Delhi’s rotten airport.  In fact, the airport had banners posted advertising its success in winning a worldwide competition as the “world’s best airport 2006.”  No gimmick, its top notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there I had another 3 hour jump over to Hong Kong.  What a tease, Xiamen is only a 1 hour flight north of Hong Kong, yet I had to sit at the HK Airport for over 5 hours waiting for my connection.  Ahh!  Alex and I had left Delhi at 11pm Friday night, and had yet to find any real sleep.  I had watched the most amazing sunrise of my life (no exaggeration) from Malaysia’s airport.  It was one of those huge fireballs you see in National Geographic documentary’s about Africa, only this time it came rolling out from behind some rolling mountains.  As beautiful as it was, it served as a reminder that I had yet to get any shuteye, and the day was upon us.&lt;br /&gt;After the dreadful waiting in Hong Kong, our little skip over to Xiamen was short and sweet.  By the time I had just closed my eyes and begun to nod off, I felt a huge jolt.  Fearful, as it would have been a nervously serious air bubble, it turned out it was actually the feel of our wheels touching down in Xiamen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera is busted, or I’d be posting some pictures to accompany.  Somehow, my camera was only willing to work up to the very final days of India…bizarre. I will be borrowing a friends in the meantime, so I can better show my new home for the next 4 months:  Xiamen, China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3958935623206185815?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3958935623206185815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3958935623206185815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3958935623206185815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3958935623206185815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-in-prc-peoples-republic-of-china.html' title='BACK IN THE . . . P.R.C  (People&apos;s Republic of China)'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4561777636385720464</id><published>2007-02-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:46:27.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Rapids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello hello, I'm now safely in Xiamen, China. It was a long, tiring string of flights but now I just appreciate my bed that much more. Not much has happened yet, we had an official campus tour today which was nice. The campus is huge, supporting over 30,000 students in attendance. Our International Exchange Home is near the main gate which is nice. My room is on the 6th floor and is a basic hotel room. Of course, it doesnt look much like a hotel room now. Within our first 10 minutes, Alex and I had rearranged the beds, tv, and desk in a way that is much more homelike. More on Xiamen when things begin happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcXjPdgP1rI/AAAAAAAAADs/nzr-2QUgP7I/s1600-h/down+the+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027674413786453682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcXjPdgP1rI/AAAAAAAAADs/nzr-2QUgP7I/s320/down+the+river.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for Rishikesh...after our ride to the top of the mountain, we through our stuff in our room and were met within the hour by a truck full of locals and a river raft. We had met the guide on a pitstop going up the mountain and made the deal. For 700 Rupees (Roughly $23 US) he rounded up some coworkers and a few of the local kids to help guide us down the rapids. They put Alex and I in the front which was great, and let us on an hour long ride down the Ganges River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river water is about as cold as possible, as it is all recently melted glacier and snow caps. It was fun for a first timer like myself, as the rapids were considered category 3s. We caught a good drenching of ice cold holy water and had a handful of harry moments filled with good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An equally pleasant part of our trip was the ride our guide offered us after we reached the end. He was happy to give us a life back up the mountain side on his 200cc motorcycle. No towels, just a sip of hot tea before we left was all we had to help us through the cold. But it was strangely relaxing and less scary than the initial taxi ride. It was getting late and there was hardly any traffic. The moon was near full and bright white, lighting our path as we winded up the mountainside. Looking down I could see its reflection in the river hundreds of feet below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to get back to the Glass House. Unlike most hotels, our room was its own seperate little cottage with a front porch and incredibly large bathroom. And thankfully, the shower water was quick to get up to a heated temperature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Rishikesh trip was the perfect ending to an invigorating and once in a lifetime type of trip. India was full of surprises, colors, people, and none of it would have been possible without the help of a loving family and friends, thank you to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcXjdtgP1sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qsVBSyfqAUw/s1600-h/sunset+in+rishikesh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027674658599589570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcXjdtgP1sI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qsVBSyfqAUw/s320/sunset+in+rishikesh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From here on out, my focus is schooling in China. My first class is tomorrow morning, "Modernization and Economic Development." It is taught by a local Xiamen Professor and should be very interesting. I will continue to update my blog here as much as the rest of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping an eye on home and my interest in journalism, I found this blog entry regarding the current state of our media and the ethics that it is obligated to uphold very interesting. It is worth checking out as it effects each and all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/story/13302538/the_low_post_the_scum_also_rises/1"&gt;http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/story/13302538/the_low_post_the_scum_also_rises/1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4561777636385720464?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4561777636385720464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4561777636385720464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4561777636385720464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4561777636385720464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/sacred-rapids.html' title='Sacred Rapids'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcXjPdgP1rI/AAAAAAAAADs/nzr-2QUgP7I/s72-c/down+the+river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3582218181305927426</id><published>2007-02-03T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:35:47.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy City in the Mountains</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! I'm sitting stuck on a 5 hour layover in Hong Kong waiting to board the third and final connecting flight that will finally get me to Xiamen, China for the semester. Xiamen is only a 1 hour flight north of Hong Kong, so this final layover is quite the tease as I have been hopping planes for what will be 19 hours...phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm catching my breath I thought I should get a final India post up. I mean, I really have to since the highlight of the entire month came on the last two days in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQsmNgP1oI/AAAAAAAAADI/xQRsU1hyW6M/s1600-h/Rishikesh+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQtDtgP1qI/AAAAAAAAADY/KHsV6pcjZ6I/s1600-h/mist+on+the+mountain+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027192625830024866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQtDtgP1qI/AAAAAAAAADY/KHsV6pcjZ6I/s320/mist+on+the+mountain+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been sitting on a train ticket to the city of Rishikesh for about a week, waiting to head towards the Himilaya Mountains foothills. It was a 5 hour train ride from Delhi to Hagiwar, another city resting on the holy Gangas River. From there, Alex and I negotiated our way to a taxi driver who would take us another 2 hours north, through Rishikesh and up the mountain to our reserved hotel, The Glass House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no problems on the trip, everything went as planned with plenty of pleaseant surprises along the way. The ride up the mountain was more thrilling than any roller coaster ride at Six Flags. The road barely fits 2 vehicles at a time, and often is only made for one direction at a time. Pot holes rule the half paved, half washed out road only adding more difficulty to the trek. But the scariest parts are the blind turns, and they come often. The driver would fly at probably 5o kilometers an hour, winding up the mountain path, approaching these sharply blind turns blaring his horn. Blowing the horn is the only way to alert possible oncoming traffic of your presence. No music plays, the drivers window is down, and he goes into military focus mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQsz9gP1pI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iak1CccIRnQ/s1600-h/up+the+mountain+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027192355247085202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQsz9gP1pI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iak1CccIRnQ/s320/up+the+mountain+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex and I sat in the back seat with our hearts racing, clinging to the "ohshit" handle that came in more than handy during this ride. Besides the blind turns, oncoming mac sized trucks, local motorbikers, and rock slides (yea, traffic was backed up on the way back down because a bulldozer was busy removing a rock slide that had covered the road) the other doozy was when you looked out your passenger window. More often that not, it was a beautiful view of Himalayas foothills and the flowing Gangas river, but look a little closer to the road and its clear that the car is always mere feet from certain death. The cliffs are steep drop offs in the hundreds of feet, the kind where no seatbelt will help (oh, that didn't matter because our taxi cab had no seatbelts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once to the hotel at the top, we were river rafting right back down to the bottom within the hour. More on that, and the subsequent motorcycle ride back up the mountain later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3582218181305927426?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3582218181305927426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3582218181305927426' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3582218181305927426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3582218181305927426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/holy-waters-in-holy-city.html' title='Holy City in the Mountains'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcQtDtgP1qI/AAAAAAAAADY/KHsV6pcjZ6I/s72-c/mist+on+the+mountain+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-2080233499213158515</id><published>2007-02-01T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:37:38.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Ear Exam</title><content type='html'>This post is regarding my doctor's visit back on the 29th. I haven't had time to get the story up til now thanks to a side trip to the holy city of Rishikash. Watch for a post going up in the near future about that awesome trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to my doctor story. To set that stage, I've had ongoing problems with my left ear since late November. I've had several doctors visits regarding what started as a simple ear infection. The eardrops I had been described before leaving the US had been tearing up the outside of my ear and appearing to do more harm than good. Finally, seeing no end in site, I lined up an appointment with a local Indian doctor who runs an office out of his home (as is quite normal for many surgeons, salesmen, etc...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting was about a week and a half ago. He took a look, said there was far too much swelling and mucus to make out a clear site of my eardrum. With a quick prescription I was out of his office and told to return in a week when the antianflamitory had done its job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 29th, I returned. This time, instead of a quick seat in his office, I was taken back to a surgery room for an ear canal cleaning, audiogram, and full doctors visit. Luckily, my travel partner Alex, was able to tag along with camera in hand. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcHd79gP1mI/AAAAAAAAACw/BnQMGESmF2o/s1600-h/doc+2+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026542681314023010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcHd79gP1mI/AAAAAAAAACw/BnQMGESmF2o/s320/doc+2+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a westerner used to American doctor's offices, the initial impression of the surgery room was quite a shocker. I have to admit, my heart started beating a bit faster. I know this for fact, because they hooked me up to a pulse monitor. I was running just above 60 when I arrived, and by the end of the session was running at about 20 extra beats a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the photos, the room was very bare. From my position on the very sad looking surgery table, I could see loose electrical wires hanging from the ceiling, many of the towels and even the sheets on me looked...a bit on the unsanitary side. I don't want to say that for certain, as I'm sure they wash them regulary, but they certainly were old and had seen better days (pre stain days I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcHeRtgP1nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/N_97eVwSIio/s1600-h/doc+1+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026543054976177778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcHeRtgP1nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/N_97eVwSIio/s400/doc+1+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As scary as it all appeared, the doctor was more than adequate for his job. I wasn't worried about him at all. He cleaned out my ear, which desperately needed it according to Alex, who was allowed to look through the lens down my ear canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ear is still infected and the ear drum is very red and irritated. The doctor put me on two different two week prescriptions and gave me an audiogram to test my hearing. The news wasnt great but not bad: my damaged left ear is hearing about 10 decibals less than my right. But, according to the doctors, this is minimal and will improve as the eardrums irritation subsides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total experience cost me 4,000 rupees...or roughly $80 US dollars to include the visit, cleaning procedure, prescriptions and audiogram. Not bad, as you can't put a price on your hearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-2080233499213158515?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/2080233499213158515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=2080233499213158515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2080233499213158515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/2080233499213158515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/02/indian-ear-exam.html' title='Indian Ear Exam'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RcHd79gP1mI/AAAAAAAAACw/BnQMGESmF2o/s72-c/doc+2+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-6716783612111790132</id><published>2007-01-26T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:16:24.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep on Keepin on</title><content type='html'>The last few days have been busy ones. Successful and insightful interviews one day after the other. First, I had the opportunity to sit down with the ACS Chief (American Citizens Services). He's the guy that gets to deal with US citizens who get themselves into jams while they are in India. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbjuJ121m6I/AAAAAAAAACU/szvFsq7rsG4/s1600-h/Embassy+Visit+002small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024027237175106466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbjuJ121m6I/AAAAAAAAACU/szvFsq7rsG4/s200/Embassy+Visit+002small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This can mean criminal issues, natural disasters, indingent citizens or severe health issues. He had all sorts of far out stories to illustrate just how poorly prepared some visitors are. Just last week they actually got a call about some American arrested in a northern province for running stark naked down the villages mainstreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was the big catch though. Reed was able to arrange what was originally scheduled to be about a 10 minute private interview with just me, Alex and the US Ambassador to India. Needless to say, a big deal. The Ambassador was a gratious, thoughtful, and incredibly intelligent person. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rbjv8F21m7I/AAAAAAAAACk/gTQtbgwn4k0/s1600-h/jesseambassador+cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024029199975160754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="194" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Rbjv8F21m7I/AAAAAAAAACk/gTQtbgwn4k0/s400/jesseambassador+cropped2.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbjtxV21m5I/AAAAAAAAACM/EL_IUedCLuE/s1600-h/jesseambassador+cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A native of Rockford, he showcased his sharp memory from the start when he recalled specific details of his visit to Lasalle/Peru back when he was QB for his highschool football team, "I remember looking at their (LP's) defensive frontline and noticing...most of them were missing teeth. They were a tough bunch of boys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got my attention early on. He is one of those men who carries himself with a firm, enchanting charisma, looking through you with a rare set of steely eyes. It was an amazing conversation that turned out to go over 30 minutes in length, a compliment to Alex and I, as he turned away his anxious secretary multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, I'm sitting here (11 pm) still stuffed from dinner. Reed took us out to eat at a trendy restobar not far from the house, called Punjab by Nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuffed because we gorged on a delicious mix of garlic and butter naan along with a giant leg of lamb. Between the three of us, I'm ashamed to admit we were still unable to pick the bones completely clean. It was just so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More as it comes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-6716783612111790132?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/6716783612111790132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=6716783612111790132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6716783612111790132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/6716783612111790132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/keepin-on-keepin-on.html' title='Keep on Keepin on'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbjuJ121m6I/AAAAAAAAACU/szvFsq7rsG4/s72-c/Embassy+Visit+002small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3154832157145430702</id><published>2007-01-22T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T02:02:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Southern Indian Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday afternoon, my brother Reed took us for a drive downtown to an area of Delhi called Connaught Place. Its a very busy area of the city where a lot of hotels, markets, and nightlife reside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022777436051708786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbR9d121m3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PRap8QBJ3aQ/s320/January+21+jesse,+alex+reed+lunch.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We went in search of a restaurant recomended in the Foder's Travel Guide. We found it on the first floor of the Janpur Hotel, a restaurant specializing in Southern Indian cuisine. Much like the US, foods vary dramatically from region to region. This was my first taste of India's South, and it was pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The large order you see on Reed's plate is called a "Paper Dosa." &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbR-MV21m4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/AYLCAVy4EaE/s1600-h/coconut+dosa+southern+indian+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022778234915625858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbR-MV21m4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/AYLCAVy4EaE/s200/coconut+dosa+southern+indian+small.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex's plate has a coconut Dosa as well. The meal on my plate is called a uttapam, which in my case was a mix of vegetable, coconut, and onion. We splite the three different orders equally and gave them all tries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon Reed's making clear, all three orders came with plenty of spice and were all pretty good. I think we all agreed that the Coconut Dosa reigned king though. With some extra coconut spice to spread on everything in sight, we were able to pillage the place and leave the plates empty in probably no less than 10 minutes. Ahhhh a true Southern Indian meal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3154832157145430702?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3154832157145430702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3154832157145430702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3154832157145430702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3154832157145430702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/southern-indian-lunch.html' title='A Southern Indian Lunch'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RbR9d121m3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PRap8QBJ3aQ/s72-c/January+21+jesse,+alex+reed+lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4507069831956758571</id><published>2007-01-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:24:44.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin at the Taj</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-s3V21m0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2FRqwQcInmY/s1600-h/taj+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021422176301325122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="209" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-s3V21m0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2FRqwQcInmY/s320/taj+small.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 16 Alex and I got up at 5am. Not even the crack of dawn, as the sun wouldn't rise for atleast another hour and a half. Our destination was Agra, a city 2 hours away by train. Agra is the home of the Taj Mahal. The entire day was great, we saw a lot of city sites in addition to the Taj including the old Indian capital fortress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-tK121m1I/AAAAAAAAABY/hDkz6A80LKM/s1600-h/taj+sunset+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021422511308774226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-tK121m1I/AAAAAAAAABY/hDkz6A80LKM/s320/taj+sunset+small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of the day our driver took us off the tourist's beaten path. Behind the Taj Mahal is a large, currently dried up river basin where excess waters from the monsoon season surge by. We were fortunate enough to be taken there, where it was only us and a handful of locals who walked the river basin and were able to get a completely unique view of the Taj Mahal for sunset. It was the perfect ending to a day in which we not only got to see the Taj Mahal's marble appearance in the morning light, but also its changed hue at sunset. No doubt, it was a very busy, very satisfying day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4507069831956758571?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4507069831956758571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4507069831956758571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4507069831956758571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4507069831956758571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/chillin-at-taj.html' title='Chillin at the Taj'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-s3V21m0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2FRqwQcInmY/s72-c/taj+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-4113411733656562789</id><published>2007-01-14T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T01:39:31.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delhi Downtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The past 48 hours have been fever ridden accompanied by it's good friend, Mr. Upset Stomach. Its been a bummer, as I intended to have hailed a Tuk Tuk &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-wj121m2I/AAAAAAAAABo/78aa8aslgvE/s1600-h/tuk+tuk+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021426239340387170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-wj121m2I/AAAAAAAAABo/78aa8aslgvE/s320/tuk+tuk+small.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(A three wheeled scooter that seats two with a tent pitched over it) and visited some famous memorials and tombs. Namely, Hamiyans Tomb, which shares much in common with the artchitecture of the Taj Mahal. No worries, delays should be expected on such a trip I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better today though. I'm in the process of securing a train ticket to the city of Agra, about a four hour train ride south of Delhi. Agra is the site of the Taj Mahal as well as some other landmarks of equal interest including a massive fortress built by a past Moghul emperor. If all goes well, my next post should be an update from Agra. More as it comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-4113411733656562789?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/4113411733656562789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=4113411733656562789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4113411733656562789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/4113411733656562789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/delhi-downtime.html' title='Delhi Downtime'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ra-wj121m2I/AAAAAAAAABo/78aa8aslgvE/s72-c/tuk+tuk+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-498428923962002888</id><published>2007-01-11T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:36:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of Delhi</title><content type='html'>Today was our first day completely on our own.  Reed was at the embassy, Christian went from school to a friends house, leaving Angie the opportunity to relax and have some of her girlfriends over to share some wine.  With that in mind, Alex and I took advantage and got up early to go explore the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, Old Delhi, a district in the northwest portion of the city featuring very few things that have changed over the past few hundred years.  It took about 40 minutes for our driver to get us across town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ride, we finally came across our first heavy traffic that decided to share the road with some cows.  One decided to leave a cow-pie between a pair of cars in front of us.  I later learned that there isnt much worry about the roads being overrun with dung thanks to a little kown fact:  the dung is a popular commodity.  Children and beggars who already walk the traffic lanes looking for aid often make cleaning up the cow or camel's mess a priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once enough of the excrement is gathered, it is dried and then sold cheaply as a substitute for firewood to India's poor.  It is a sad truth, but much of the population here survives within very harsh conditions.  The dried dung is often the only means to produce heat for these people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I arrived at Old Delhi, I was able to witness many of the very citizens who probably must make use of such measures.  The easiest way to enter and get out of Old Delhi is to make use of the one of the two serious landmarks that rest at the perimeter of the area.  There is the amazingly huge, 17th Century imperial capital known as the Red Fort and across the street rests Jama Masjid, India's (and one of the world's) largest and most breathtaking mosques.  Realizing that the sprawling Red Fort could take up and afternoon all by itself, Alex and I decided to save that tour for a future date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our driver dropped us off literally at the foot of the mosque's entryway.  This being my first experience with a Islamic house of worship, I'll be forever spoiled.  I doubt I will ever again visit a mosque on par with this landmark.  Completed in 1656, the mosque took 6 years to build with the use of 5,000 builders.  The mosque is made of beautiful red sandstone and marble with towers stretching over 200 feet into the air.  Resting between the climbing towers is the massive, onion shaped dome which is the anchor to the entire site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our arrival, we climbed the stone steps leading up to the mosque.  At the top, it became clear that before we entered the mosque's sprawling courtyard we would need to remove our shoes.  Carrying them with us, we entered.  We didn't actually go into the main building under the dome, nor climb any of the towers.  I only later learned that this would have been perfectly acceptable after a short purification ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I return to  visit the Red Fort, I'll probably go back and make the climb as I was made to understand that the view from the towers is the only way to truly appreciate the architecture.  Instead, Alex and I stayed in the main central courtyard.  Don't think courtyard like a park with grass, this was all still very much a part of the mosque, completely made of carved sandstone and marble.  The courtyard is probably about 3 football fields in size and provides the space needed for the masses to come during prayer hours.  When we first walked through one could see maybe a few dozen people near the front of the mosque with their prayer rugs, but on our first attempt to cross back through we were quickly informed that the mosque was closed for about 45 minutes for afternoon prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the mosque and Red Fort are amazing structures filled with a richness of history and reverence, the rest of Old Delhi lies in complete contrast.  The city streets were the craziest I have ever seen, moreso than any wild west film.  The streets are packed with people, rick-shaws, bicycles, mopeds, the occasional large animal such as a horse or donkey, all crammed into these thin streets.  The sides of the streets are crammed with all sorts of market fronts selling everything from local foods to handmade tin (not just a claim, as I would watch a young boy heating a piece over a small fire while perfecting his families' age old craft), to burkas and jewelry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had to be on my toes while getting through the market, lest I get my foot ran over by a biker or get knocked down.  My first monkey siting was today as well.  A pair of the little chimps were spotted making there way across some really sad looking telephone wires crossing the rooftops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who arrive at New Delhi seeking something exotic and are perhaps let down compared to the tales they may have heard, Old Delhi is the place that fulfills the word &lt;em&gt;foreign&lt;/em&gt; in every sense of the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-498428923962002888?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/498428923962002888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=498428923962002888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/498428923962002888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/498428923962002888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/heart-of-delhi.html' title='The Heart of Delhi'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-7108404902741986501</id><published>2007-01-09T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:28:14.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures in New Delhi</title><content type='html'>January 8, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official, I’m now on the ground in India. It’s been a long time coming, as I’ve always seen myself someday visiting this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at my brother Reed’s place is going to be great. The house is much larger than anticipated and is beautiful besides. There is a lot of history and character that resides at this home. When we first pulled up, Reed was explaining to me that it was his understanding that the house was designed years ago by a renowned British architect from the Raj period. I’m going to try to dig up some more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours after our arrival consisted of lots of relaxation and downtime. The jet had landed by 7:06 am and Alex and I were passed out in our beds by 9:30. Up until that point, I hadn’t slept more than 2 of the past 48 hours. I really hadn’t slept since our last night in Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;Naps, time changes, and travel have thrown my body completely out of whack. I crashed for bed my first night here looking forward to sleeping in, instead, I’m sitting here at 7am writing this blog! I’m not worried though, as I do have 3 solid weeks to catch my breath before having to get on another airline. That fact alone should help me sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law, Angie, is going to take us out this afternoon and start to acquaint us with the area. We might hit up a market as well as visit the embassy (Reed’s home is actually off base).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling India has a lot to show me, and today is the day I begin to discover just what those things are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-7108404902741986501?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/7108404902741986501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=7108404902741986501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7108404902741986501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/7108404902741986501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-adventures-in-new-delhi.html' title='New Adventures in New Delhi'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-3789143651711701810</id><published>2007-01-07T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:19:45.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Detour</title><content type='html'>We got our morning call at 7:45 bright and early. I'm probably running on 2 or 3 hours of sleep thanks to an over extended nap I allowed myself when we first arrived in Frankfurt. After a quick shower I was good to go though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RaOOyz_K1RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zoIJeOF6LAs/s1600-h/gulf+air+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018011413420627218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="155" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RaOOyz_K1RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zoIJeOF6LAs/s400/gulf+air+small.JPG" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a much needed full buffett breakfeast, we pointed ourselves towards the Frankfurt Airport. It was a little nerve racking what with the slow moving security line and the realization we were embarking on our first Arabic flight carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulf Air treated us well and made for a hassle-free landing. Here are some interesting notes I jotted down during the flight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Large, Airbus 340 featuring tv's in each seat. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remote controls are attached by wire to the armrests. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over 20 channels to choose from&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wathed a Rolling Stones documentary as well as Johnny Cash's &lt;u&gt;Walk the Line&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last channel displays alternating maps with flight status while Muslim prayer songs play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;First music station (not on tv) is also prayers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temperature of cabin during flight went from chilly to uncomfortably warm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Temp. Control is not a priority here or in Germany for that matter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Germans have no A/C in the summer, considered unneccessary &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm now sitting in the airport at Bahrain. We have a 5 hour layover here and its been interesting. The few hours already spent here have been some of the most interesting on this trip yet. If for no other reason, my curiousity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ran0lV21mzI/AAAAAAAAABA/VB_mlpzppoE/s1600-h/bahrain+small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019812182040615730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="125" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/Ran0lV21mzI/AAAAAAAAABA/VB_mlpzppoE/s320/bahrain+small.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The overwhelming majority of people are Muslim. Most dress in traditional garb, some have very specific outfits and I suspect that they are religious clerics of some sort. The exchange rate was a big surprise. I was expecting favorable rates for the US dollar, but was surprised to discover that that 1 Bahrainian Dinar is the equivalent of 2.65 US dollars. Here are Alex and I thinking we'll kill five hours eating like kings, instead we're still holding off until our stomachs can growl no more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gift shop is full of assorted locally made items that are quite unique to the area. Everything from handmade prayer rugs to high-quality metal oil lamps (yes, many resemble Alladins') abound in the gift shop. I haven't purchased anything yet, but am considering a few neat little items.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we sit, observe and...wait. And then we go to New Delhi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-3789143651711701810?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/3789143651711701810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=3789143651711701810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3789143651711701810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/3789143651711701810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/interesting-detour.html' title='An Interesting Detour'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RaOOyz_K1RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zoIJeOF6LAs/s72-c/gulf+air+small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-464222502454787566</id><published>2007-01-06T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T05:26:53.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the A-Train</title><content type='html'>Well today was no messing around.  Alex and I have found time for fun and adventure, but come travel day, we go into our serious mode.  We spent the evening of the 4th briskly walking up and down the side streets peeking in coffee shop doors looking for internet access.  Before the evening was over we were at a small snack bar ordering "Kip Corn" which I think is some sort of breaded chicken sausage.  For 2 Euros, I've quickly found that they make a good cheap snack, as well as a cheap entry fee into a wifi enabled diner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kip corn and ice cream bar later, and we had sketched out our rough plan for arriving in Germany.  Extremely budgeted, tired, and lacking time to get some key information, Alex and I decided we'd have to visit Heidleburg on the next lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We purchased our train tickets a day in advance (the 4th) and were packed and ready to get up early our final morning in Amsterdam.  Everything went off without a hitch.  While our STA didn't appear to do us much good, (all discounted 2nd class tickets were sold through at the train station) we were able to catch a good special on the 1st class seats.  Instead of paying a whopping 112Euro per 2nd class ticket, I purchased a 90Euro ticket for 1st class.  The deal had something to do with a second purchased ticket being at half off.  I'm fairly sure STA had absolutely no dealing in this, as I was never asked to show my card.  STA hasn't done anything for us outside of purchasing our original tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, today's arrival in Frankfurt has gone much smoother than our initial entry into Europe.  We arrived at the train station a healthy 45minutes before departure, and enjoyed our discounted 1st class, 4 hour ride to Frankfurt.  Instead of riding the train all the way to Central Station, we instead got off at the Airport station and, after a few questions to the locals, found our way to the hotel information desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, its been pie.  We have ourselves a full sized, Courtyard Marriot room for our final European evening.  As full of character as my Amsterdam cell was, a large bed full of clean sheets accompanying a hot shower is just what I needed.  The internet isn't free, but hey, nothings perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick detour in Bahrain, its off to New Delhi tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-464222502454787566?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/464222502454787566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=464222502454787566' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/464222502454787566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/464222502454787566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/take-a-train.html' title='Take the A-Train'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-303333793458568354</id><published>2007-01-05T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T04:58:34.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only right way to experience Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RZ1p74nCnGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f3YAwTKAi8k/s1600-h/P1020203small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016282037489933410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RZ1p74nCnGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f3YAwTKAi8k/s320/P1020203small.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the canal tours that supposedly show you everything Amsterdam has to offer. If one wants to get intimate with the city, without literally walking the entire limits, than renting a bicycle is the only way to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 12.75 Euros Mac Bikes will rent out a quality bicycle for a 24 hour period.&lt;br /&gt;The bikes are designed by a local who builds them each himself. A top notch design, I complimented them on prior to being told the story behind who makes them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager, sweeping his arm towards a cluster of a clearly different, no longer used model, said, "we used to buy, you know, big name bikes," than he nodded towards ours, "but a guy that lives here in town came to us with his own design and people have loved them." How much have they loved them? The local bike smith has contracted over 200 bikes from that one single Mac Bikes store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they all are the same in design and share red as the dominant color, each bicycle has its own name painted in white along the frame. Alex road a bike by the name of Hey Billie while I was fortunate enough to receive Elle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elle and Hey Billie would be the only accompaniments to most of me and Alex’s adventures. We originally rented the bikes with the main purpose of finding our way across town to reach our Student Travel Administration’s local office. After getting lost several times and asking many a polite local for directions, we finally found the STA office…only to find it closed.&lt;br /&gt;Never to be discouraged, we took our newly prized bikes and began to focus more on enjoying the ride than reaching a particular end goal. The canals that lace themselves throughout the central city are aligned in such a way that one can use them to quickly orient oneself with a general point in the city. With the canals as our aid, Alex and I traced them down through all sorts of thin cobble stone streets, teaming with people on foot, bike, and car, all sharing the road at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RZ1qJInCnHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iGtX5gISJME/s1600-h/HPIM1438small.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016282265123200114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" height="303" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RZ1qJInCnHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/iGtX5gISJME/s400/HPIM1438small.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a hoot but it’s important to be attentive. The rules are simple enough and after some careful observation one can easily jump in and get along well. We made our way further out, leaving the canals behind. We were heading to the outskirts of our centrally themed tourist map, looking for a cluster of top tier museums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we reached the Van Gogh museum though, we came across Vondel Park. Overdue for a breather from the traffic, we made what turned out to be a shortcut as we detoured through a large gate and into the park. Vondel Park is much larger than one expects. After biking down the entry trail a ways, the park opens up and suddenly there is a large pond filled with ducks, lots of men and women walking their neatly trimmed dogs. The park, in and of itself, was a great part of the city that we had not originally planned to visit. Renting the bikes not only got us to the Van Gogh museum, but many an unexpected adventure as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-303333793458568354?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/303333793458568354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=303333793458568354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/303333793458568354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/303333793458568354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/only-right-way-to-experience-amsterdam.html' title='The only right way to experience Amsterdam'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/RZ1p74nCnGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/f3YAwTKAi8k/s72-c/P1020203small.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083538814246774282.post-1331424358000177125</id><published>2007-01-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:13:09.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less is more in Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>For people in Amsterdam, they have seemingly turned their back on the assumed necessity that a modern society must also be fast-paced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houses are like gingerbread homes. The overwhelming majority of people appear healthy and subscribe to a unique, picturesque winter image. Scarves, wool coats, boots, and that "only-in-the-Netherlands" froline face dominates the scene.  They ride their bicycles from one gingerbread home to another.   The city has aged beautifully, with huge cathedrals and castles along the lines of a modern Madison Square Garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel under dressed at all times with my Nike sneakers, discount jeans, and Aerpostale sweater.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone rides bikes. Bycycling, something most societies consider something to be left for children and professionals, are ridden hear by everyone. Bikers get their own lane in the all brick and cobblestone roads. Cars are basically smaller, sometimes to extreme portions, and will literally roll up and have small parking spaces on the sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is understood that bikers basically stop for no one. The bike ride we took today was reminiscent of our rides through Yangshuo. It was fast-paced and by far the best way to get around. Some bikes were specially designed to hold groceries and the like, while tricycles could sometimes be seen with a father pulling his wife and daughter along in the backseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city has a lot more going for it than the typically discussed "Red Light District."  Next up, Germany.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083538814246774282-1331424358000177125?l=gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/feeds/1331424358000177125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083538814246774282&amp;postID=1331424358000177125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/1331424358000177125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083538814246774282/posts/default/1331424358000177125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gottheworldonastring.blogspot.com/2007/01/less-is-more-in-amsterdam.html' title='Less is more in Amsterdam'/><author><name>Jesse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07732485759390428968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qu4elMVr76k/SZ0g0JC7ThI/AAAAAAAAAP8/1mw37ojsZO8/S220/raysmall.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
