Apparently Liza and me are known as the two American girls in room 8109 in our dorm. Huh, guess we don’t exactly come across as European if you judge by the appearance, so I guess our English must be pretty good and have that American touch to it.
This week I finally handed in the first draft of my essay, now I just have to wait and see what the critics say and see if there is something that needs to be changed. I haven’t started to prepare for the finale exam yet, our teacher will let us know next week, which parts are the most important and give us some advice. The final exam will take place on the 19th of January and after that it’s the end. This week Claire and me went to Beijing to do some climbing a Olé climbing club, in the southern part of Beijing. Whenever you want to go somewhere in Beijing it’s quite a process, the distances are huge and it always takes more time than you expect. We managed to find the right bus and get off at the right stop, after that it was quite easy and before we knew it we had arrived. It was a Wednesday, lunchtime, so it was quite empty, which meant more space for us. It felt great to do some physical activity again and I realized how much I’ve missed it. We both knew how to do security checks, so we headed for the ropes and the really tall wall. It was great! After that we headed to my old neighbourhood Dawanglu 大望路, which was were I stayed my first time ever in China. It’s an area where a lot of foreigners live, a lot of expensive shopping malls and fancy apartments. We found a cozy café and relaxed before heading back to the train station.
As some of you might know, they don’t celebrate Christmas in China, but you can find some decorations here and there, mostly in shopping areas, but the greatest decoration of all I discovered when I was heading for school this Thursday; Snow! I was prepared to go without snow until I came back to Sweden, so I was quite surprised to see the ground all white when I stepped out in the morning. The Chinese were running around in the snow and throwing snowballs at each other. In the evening everything was gone. At least it lasted for a while.
Swedish young Professionals are hosting a Christmas Dinner in Beijing tonight, I’ve gone to it once before and it was quite nice, traditional Christmas food and a lot of interesting people to meet. This year, however, I feel I’d rather stay here and spend time with the people here. Sometimes it can be a bit lonely though to be the only Swede all the time, everyone else has someone from his or her own country to talk to. I feel like my Chinese and English is getting better and better, but my Swedish is getting worse. Hopefully it will come back once I’m home again.