I actually have three anniversaries.
I have my Asia anniversary, counting my time in South Korea for 5 months in late 2000, early 2001. South Korea to me was like my "boot camp". Do I have what it takes to live in an alien culture, eat weird food, use strange money and adapt? I met some good Korean people, but by and large, the people were not helpful, indifferent and a few even hostile towards foreigners. But I liked my independence and I loved the food. But that job wanted me to work 6 days/over 40 hours a week, and by and large, the children were fucking monsters (Chinese kids are a lot better) literally. They were mean, rude, insolent, VIOLENT, spoiled. My teaching partner was a miserable, asshole of a young man named Allen who hated foreigners and was of no help on how to teach the kids. He was also as ass kisser to the supervisor and would coyly spy on me, he was good at it, you can see him off the corner of your eye as he is peaking at you. I had to work at 9AM and did not get home until 6PM, with little kids in the morning (including a class of 8 little boys who would not be afraid of the worst school in Compton) plus kids in the afternoon who went to our school after being in their school all day. They knew that we did not have much power over them, and they took advantage of it.
A humorous thing about Koreans is the importance of marriage. I made friends with a manager of a convenience store who was a kind, nice man. I came by to say goodbye, and told him that there was a possibility that I may return in 6 months, and he told me not to come back until I was married. Youre 33, why aren't you married. I did the "yeah, yeah, Ok. OK.," bit and said goodbye. 9 months later, I got married. I wish I had that guy's e-mail and sent him pictures. I wish the guy told me "Don't come back until you hit the lottery" and nine months later I buy him a Cadillac.
Loved the food. One thing in Korea I love were the chicken and beer restarants. That's what they sold, chicken and beer. Not KFC shit either, and one sat on long tables with the baskets of fresh hot fried chicken, kimshee and a pitcher of OB Beer. Kamsaneedah! Also, Korean women are beautiful, if you like the real Oriental look. Latly, I loved a Korean alchol called Makgeolli, which was a milky rice wine that was so good and was so fun to drink. Happy drunk time. There was a dude who owned a bookstore on top of Hooker Hill in Itaewon who turned me on to that. My local shopkeeper was shocked when he saw me buy it.
Korea was also the last place I have been to a movie theater, around Jan. of 2001 with my first and only Korean date. Liked the girl, talked with her a few times and asked her out. Had some Korean food and then saw "Castaway" with Tom Hanks (2 hours I will never get back), I walked the girl home, pecked her on the cheek and that was it. She told me that she would see me again, but she blew me off and I never saw her again. Hurt my feelings for a bit, but no big deal. If we fell in love, I would be living in Korea now. No thanks.
Left the school, without seeing anything but a bit of Seoul and not much else. I was only home for 7 weeks, did not want to live in the USA and wanted to get back to Asia, so I did. I was looking for ESL jobs in South America, Japan and Taiwan. Some ditz woman from Japan called me about 3 AM wanting to interview me, but we did not click. A school in Chile was interested but wanted me, but wanted me to come down there for an interview. Someone in Taiwan wanted to know if I was interested in China and I said at the time, hell no, China is commie. So I decided on an offer from Taiwan and off I went again and remembering on the plane seeing my city from the air which I have seen many times before, thinking that I am not coming home for a long, long time. My mother lovingly told me not to come back in a year. Man up and make something of this.
Then there is my anniversary of leaving the USA, which is 10 years this April 19th. I have not gotten back home since then. I pretty much mark my time from that period. First, I went to Taiwan. Since some of our Chinese friends consider that place a part of China, this is the first place I have been in China.
I remember being stuck at the airport on arrival and somehow eventually getting picked up (it's been so long, I have forgotten.) First we went to Taoyuan, which is a really funky place. I was put up in this cheap hostel pretty much inhabited by English teachers and whatnot, and it had a small bar on the first floor. The guy who ran it spoke some English and was more than likely homosexual. I think his name was Kenny, so let's call him that. I would sit in his little hole in the wall place and noticed the foreigners coming in, mostly with their little cliques and whatnot. I did learn "Ni Hao" and "Xie Xie"
I had jetlag hard this trip and basically was up all night and sleeping all day. Because of this, I turned down a tour of Taipei, which I know sort of regret. The second night I was there, I was very hungry and wanted some food, and out I went. Found a so called "foreigner" bar, and it was packed. I wasn't there to party or drink, I just wanted food at the moment. Got a basic bar burger and fries. Waited for food, food came.
Took one bite on my burger and tasted/noticed that it included a fried egg. I started to complain aloud "Who the hell/fuck put this damn egg.................." and then I realized that the two really went together "mmmmm...never mind!"
That night or the next, I went into a disco near the bar. I sat at the bar and started ordering drinks, and after about an hour or so of a couple of drinks, I was pretty much hammered and wanted to leave and left a tip. The bartenders did not have a clue and were chasing me down to give me my money back. I didn't know no one tipped here (and very happy to find out).
Spent about 2 months in Xinchu at some private school shithole called "David's English". Sorry to say, I and my supervisor did not like each other from day one. They told me that I had to buy a motorcycle to go to outside jobs. Now, I would of walked out the door, but I was gulliable to that, and came from a country where everyone drove. Then they wanted to withhold my first month's pay as a deposit, when they paid absolutely nothing at that point, no flight ticket, I had to pay 100% for housing. The only thing they paid for was the cost of the visa. I made a fuss about that, because I was already low on funds as it was. Had a tough time in Taiwan because after buying that stupid bike and renting a room (not an apt, a sleeping room with no mattress) for three months, I had almost no money and was basically living hand to mouth and sneaking in to company cafeterias for free dinner.
The job was for adult students, and I was very clueless on how to do the job. I only taught kids in Korea, but I sucked there and was losing students. I felt bad because I was trying hard and wanted to succeed so I can have some money to be able to enjoy Taiwan a bit more. But I could not succeed there. It sucked and messed up my disposition, I hated the job, hated the supervisor, hated where I lived and basically hated fucking Taiwan.
I love children and have taught kids as young as three. "David's" farmed me out to a kindergarten. Problem was, I was so hungover, I could barely move, and here I am down here with these little kids. I remember breaking a long wooden ruler by accident (I wasn't mad and think I was trying to be entertaining). Then because I was so thirtsty from being hungover, I asked for a glass of water. I get the water and the shit was HOT. As in coffee hot. I got really annoyed about that. WHO THE FUCK DRINKS HOT WATER ON A SUMMER'S DAY! That did it.
I wrecked my motorbike and broke my arm and hurt my face (no bones broke, thank God, but I looked like Mike Tyson tied me to a tree and bashed my face). I left Hsinchu and went to Gaoshung in the south. Got farmed to a school owned by a couple. Wife sees my ugly face and doesn't want to hire me, the man gives me a try, but I did look like shit and they gave me a room in an apartment with a male and a female and the bathroom was fucking disgusting. After a few days, the male owner fired me, but he was really sad about it and liked me, but his bitch wife made him. Had to go to my recruiter, who was mad at me for losing to jobs in a space of 2 months told me that I was going to China. I thought, cool, I'm sick of Taiwan.
Get to the airport, broke as a motherfucker, and buy a ticket to HK. Went through immigration and was told that my tourist visa expired. David's gave a me another stamp and told them they were mistaken, but they weren't and they took about 1000 NT or $30 from me as a fine. But then, you must understand, this was more or less my last $30 bucks. Taiwan stamped something ugly on my passport telling me to stay away for a year and sent me to HK, which led to me explaining to the supervisor there what the hell happened.
My recuiter in Hangzhou sent a guy down named Ray Hung, who undoubtably is the biggest Chinese asshole by far. (For the record, I love Chinese people, am married to a Chinese, and find them to be kind people). After a few nervous hours in the HK airport, and after buying a China L visa, I had maybe, literally $20 on me. I had no cell phone. Finally we hooked up and he told me to take the bus acros to Shenzhen. This was my first time in the PRC.
Lastly, there is my P.R.C. anniversary.
I knew very little about China before I came. When I lived in Korea, I expressed a desire to travel there and I did want to see it. However, I thought it was going to be really strict, Communist, with soldiers on every corner, with secret police and spies. I thought the country would be very poor and backward. Basically, I was prepared for North Korea.
However, Shenzhen was the total polar opposite of what I expected. Place was lit up like Las Vegas with people driving foreign cars and people with cell phones and nice clothes who were enjoying life eating KFC.
Ray Hung was an asshole and a swindler (he later cheated myself, his employer and others of money), but he did teach me chopsticks. And yes, he was a fucking asshole when he taught me. "What, you don't know how to use chopsticks yet? You lived in Korea, and don't know how, you eat hamburgers every day?" He also taught me not to stick my chopsticks in the rice and went apeshit when I did it. To his credit, he did introduce me to some of the fun life here, and like myself, like the drink.
When I was first in China, I was scared of the driving. I have been in some car accidents (thankfully minor) and have been hit by car in my life and the driving still scares me in the countryside, although I have a thick skin about it now.
I ended up in a city called Dongyang which is about 10 km east of Yiwu nearly in the center of Zhejiang Province and was there for a year in 2001-2002. This is where I met my beautiful Yong Fang. I have been in Zhejiang for 10 years and love it. Yes, there have been rocky moments, but I am much happier here than I was in the USA.
Finding my wife was circumstance............
If I did not drink that night and ride that bike, I would not have been hurt and would
have stayed in Taiwan.
This particular company got me, out of countless school recuiters in all of China.
I picked Dongyang only because the pay was better there than in Hangzhou, a city thankfully I did not know about because I would of picked Hangzhou and not of gone to Dongyang and found my Yong Fang.
Too long, but I am in Dongyang for Chinese New Years and have a lot of memories.