Xuzhou and the Little Warrior that Could
When you haven’t heard from me for a while, there’s a good chance it means I went on vacation somewhere. Or I’m just really worried about what’s going to happen next semester and can’t focus on anything until this problem gets resolved. The past five days have been a little of both. First, my rant:
Twice now my school has agreed to let me stay only to change its mind later. I’ve since consulted four different recruiters; none of them have been able to find me a job. Can you believe that? And the only hangup is that I don’t want to commit to a full year. But that’s not as ridiculous as the story of my friend in Hefei who’s having his own contract problems. His school dumped a five-year rule on him, forcing him to leave the country, so (as was finally admitted) it can hire a new, inexperienced teacher for a lower salary.
Talking about this stuff makes me pretty angry. Here’s another picture of Xuzhou to help sooth things over:
You know you’re desperate for entertainment when you choose Xuzhou as your weekend getaway. Nobody goes there. But I still recognize that I’m a foreigner in a strange land who wants to see new things wherever possible. If it works out that I can stay next semester, maybe then I’ll finally curl up at home and become a local person. In the meantime, it was nice to see Xuzhou, regardless if it is a lazy town with no other pastimes outside of swimming in the lake and sleeping on the job. I saw a lot of both.
The city does have a terracotta warrior museum. Its scope is nowhere near comparable to the one in Xi’an, but the dynasties aren’t even the same. These Han Dynasty figures are much smaller, too, like 2000-year old Barbie dolls. Plus, they say funny things when you pull the strings in their backs.
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