Traveling in China: Where we’ve stayed

Here is a list of hotels we’ve stayed in and what I thought about them. Like I mentioned, I’m not really picky about my hotel, so long as it has a bed and it’s clean. If you are and even if you’re not, I would suggest you do further research beyond my short little reviews. We’ve been happy with all of these, but I’m not really one to notice if the curtains are from 1989. If you care about that kind of thing, I’m sorry, and I reserve the right to make fun of you.


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South Korea for the weekend

We interrupt your regularly scheduled (well… kinda) post series to bring you this update.

We have arrived and fallen in love with Seoul, South Korea.

Vacation in Seoul

The people are beautiful, polite, and welcoming.

English speakers are easy to find, and eager to help.

The city is clean and beautiful.

Coffee is plentiful.

Trip to South Korea

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What to wear in Shenyang: Layers

So, I’ve had a couple of weeks to get used to the cold weather here in Shenyang. Well, I guess you don’t really “get used to it” as much as learn to deal with it. I wrote a post in October on how to stay warm in Shenyang . I have since learned a thing or two more about how to deal with the super cold weather.

My tactic…

Put on everything you own.


This was taken just before we went out on Saturday to go snow tubing. Saturday was the coldest day here in Shenyang so far this winter. The temperature topped out at a whopping HIGH of 4º F. And the wind was blowing.

It was cold. Colder than a snowman’s butt, cold.

I had on 4 shirts and 4 pair of pants and I was still cold.

What’s that?
Why did we decide to plan an outside activity for the coldest day of the year?


We’re going to Harbin next weekend for the Snow & Ice Festival. We are really excited about seeing all the cool sculptures and going to an “ice bar” where all the furniture and even the glasses are made completely out of ice. But guess what? To pull off a festival like that… it’s got to be cold. And last weekend, while we were enjoying a balmy 4º F here in Shenyang, Harbin’s high was -10º F. Luckily, the forecast for this weekend in Harbin warms up to a high of 2º F.

Aren’t we lucky?


I was the seafood…

A little story from the Left Brain of this operation:

Last weekend the company hosted a workshop/retreat for my department. Part of the deal was getting to visit some hot springs a couple of hours outside of Shenyang. First of all, nearly every other guy there was wearing a Speedo (or the Chinese equivalent). It was a little awkward. But that’s to be expected. I already stand out like a beacon just being American, having on my bright orange board shorts didn’t really make much of a difference.

So we’re going around trying out these different pools and I realized that they add stuff to all of them for different therapeutic purposes. I hopped into a coffee bath, a red wine bath, a beer bath, and a milk bath. They kept reminding us not to drink the water.

Really? You’d have to be pretty desperate to get buzzed off a hot spring but whatever. Apparently someone must have tried it at some point or they wouldn’t need to warn you, right?

In one of the other rooms, I jumped into a mint bath and an aloe bath. Then, we’re getting ready to head up to the lounge and grab some food when we run into one of the other German expats. He tells us we need to join him in the “Fishbowl”.

Now, I’m not sure what the “Fishbowl” is. It sounds pretty harmless, right? Probably just a big pool that’s got glass around it so everyone can see you or something. So…of course I agree. In the month we’ve been here I’ve already learned that this is a very dangerous thing to do – agreeing to something you don’t understand. Bad idea. I should have listened to my gut.

In this case, the “Fishbowl” turned out to be a pool…

Full of fish.

That nibble on you.

Traveling China: the fishbowl
Photo credit to Pilotgirl

First thought – “Oh, that’s not so bad – it’s like scuba diving.”

Second thought, “The fish don’t bite you when you scuba dive.”

Third thought, “How the heck can I get out of here?!?!”

Now, it should be mentioned that there are 2 other Chinese guys and 3 Germans in this group. And as I’m looking for an escape route, one of the Germans proceeds to pay for all of us to use the “Fishbowl”. For half an hour. Fantastic. All hope of escape just went out the window.

I figure, what the heck, I’ll just dip my feet in or something. So I sit on the side of the pool, trying to look inconspicuous. Which works for about 45 seconds. Until one of the Chinese guys asks when I’m going to get in. I figure I can’t play it off for another 29 minutes so I bite the bullet.

Up until this moment, I’ve never in my life had a fish bite me before. This changes very quickly. These fish are like flesh-seeking missiles – with teeth. So, the first few bites are kind of interesting. It’s like a puppy nipping at your finger or toe. But after you’ve been in the water for a few minutes, it’s like 101 Dalmations all nipping at your fingers, toes, legs, back, stomach, etc.

Not so interesting anymore.

More like horrifying.

As if all this isn’t bad enough, think back a minute and remember that I’m an American. So, unlike all of the other guys in the pool, I’m not wearing a Speedo. I’ve never been so jealous of a Speedo.

I spent the next 25 minutes clutching my shorts to my legs with a death grip.

Eventually I realized that if you keep moving, they don’t latch on as much and will move to easier targets (aka my work colleagues). I start doing laps. Not really, but let’s just say I’m not really sitting still most of the time.

Finally our time runs out and I jump out of the pool. Just to be certain I don’t get roped into anything else, I head over to get some food.

I figure that whatever Chinese food they have has got to be better than the reverse, where I am the Chinese fish food.