There seems to be a paradox within routine monotony. It is simultaneously comforting and disturbing, which makes for an odd contrast. Another lovely Suzhou garden, the Lion Grove Garden We have definitely reached a stage in our journey where a routine exists, and it's nice. Its nice to feel like I know what's going on, its nice to be able to go out and know I can get by. It's nice to know I can order food and (more or less) understand what someone is saying to me when it really matters. It's nice to know what to expect from any one class when I walk into a classroom, and it's nice to know that on the weekend we have a little group of friends to spend a nice evening with. But that's it. It's just nice , and that's where the itch of disturbance sets in. Something of the adventure and wonder of coming to China has worn off and the nice comforting routine has become uncomfortable. I came to China to be taken out of my little London bubble and ...
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