Thought it might be interesting for those still in their home countries to hear about a typical day in the life of an FT. So here goes - my day today:
Today was a good day - I didn't have to get up at 6:00am to catch the 7:30AM bus to the new campus, so I could sleep in until 7:30. Got up finished my preparation, stuffed around checking out the Saloon and my other favourite sites, showered and when the FAO office opened went down to ask them to check on air tickets to Oz for National Week and then left stuff to be photocopied with the little shop on campus.
Went to my class and discussed marginalised voice, checking the students choices of pieces that demonstrated this and began discussing "Formalism" and "Deconstruction" literary theories as applied to Emily Dickinson's poem 208.
Back to apartment to drop off photocopying and collect money, headed to hairdressers for colour and cut. Picked up some baozi on the way to eat at the hairdressers for lunch. Spent 3+ hours there, now have new hairdo and colour - black with red streaks. And shorter than I have had it in a while.
Back to my apartment 15 minutes before students arrived - checked emails, and was there anything interesting in my favourites sites? Students arrived for CCTV Cup speech training - 1.5 hours of this. They left, grad student I had coached for his IELTS turned up wanting to take me to dinner, so we chatted for a while about his future plans - studying for the P/G exam - and then went to the Uni restaurant, Japanese teacher arrived and joined us, and Chinese teacher rang me, so he also joined us. Dinner lasted from 6:30-8:15.
Left restaurant, the others left and another friend joined me, accompanied by 2 guys from the Xi'an External Security Bureau (ie the guys who spy on foreigners) and we went to my favourite bar for drinks and chats. This lasted until after 11:00pm and I now have the External Security guys phone numbers and have invited them to my birthday party next week.
USAnian friend in town from Shanghai called me, he and 2 of his friends were wanting to eat kao rou, would I join them? So we all met up at my favourite kao rou place where the laoban is very nice to me. Ate kao rou, drank beer and then decided to give the Muslim Xinjiang laoban some baijiu - he would only drink if we drank, so we all settled in for 2 bottles of baijiu. He drinks because, as he told me last week - his wife is Chinese!!
I spoke to him in Xinjiang-hua (Turkish-Arabic) and so we are now invited to his place to dance and drink baijiu!! Left here and headed home - 5 minutes walk. Hit the internet - and am now putting the final touches to a speech for a student for the CCTV Cup comp that I will be on the panel for tomorrow night.
A normal day here for me. And you ask if I am bored or burnt out? Not on your nelly!!!
PS - Forgot to mention that for 4 of us to eat at the kao rou place, plus the 5 beers and 2 bottles baijiu we had it amounted to 53Y (less than $A9 or $US7.50) - and we had bargained with the laoban's wife over that until the laoban came and told us to choose our own price! Bargaining over the price of a meal AFTER you have eaten it is fun.