Returned from Fuzhou yesterday. Am going to Malaysia tomorrow. Both were/will be with family. It’s travel, so I haven’t been able to update this like I wanted to, but I promise that soon I’ll provide at least some kind of relative background on these two places and their significance.
It’s almost the (lunar) Chinese New Year, which is equivalent to and even arguably more serious than Christmas and Regular New Year combined – the whole country actively recognizes “Chun Yun,” or Spring Migration, as a national problem because transportation networks all get tied up by people going home to see family. I timed my travels to avoid the main exoduses of people, and the break day back here in Shenzhen (two days before CNY, which is also Valentine’s Day this year) has shown me a relatively quiet and empty Shenzhen. I went to the bookstore to find some airplane reading and returned to get a pizza.
What I didn’t expect was to find a big bazaar of red decorations, food stalls, musicians and livelihood right in the middle of Hui Zhan Zhong Xin’s main city intersection – in the street. But there it was, in the very center of Shenzhen and underneath the glimmering, racing technicolor lights of metal skyscrapers and cement edifices.
