But it isn't just about helping to de-lice each others' back hair; I've detected a raging case of altruism within people, perhaps manifested in the oasis effect Hong Kong seems to have when juxtaposed with China. Or, perhaps it is the stark jungle-to-jungle contrast. Nearly every bouquet of buildings in this city grows next to a set of mountains covered in a sub-tropical rain forest ecosystem. Sociologists and botanists can find their dream pea tree dishes 200 feet apart (and both 10 feet from the delicious dim sum dishes). And if both scientists have an affinity for the absurd, it'll help all the more. A rain forest and metropolis together at last, all built on a giant rock.
Absurd amount of clubs on campus, too. Just like at Beloit, I've overcommitted myself and feel pretty guilty about it. Either dragon boat racing or rowing is going to have to get the ax. Rugby must stay--my irregular size at this university tells me that now is my only chance so play the sport while feeling good about my chances of maintaining suitable oral structure. Green Club... in China... an oxymoron? we shall see. Drama club; what better way for me to learn the language than to memorize a bunch of lines associated with a caricature of expressions--that's how babies learn. Volunteer club, music society, film society, dragon dancing... where do I begin? One difference here when signing up for clubs is that you must pay membership fees. Makes me long for them good old days when people just assembled to play rugby on their own. At least the fees will regulate my over-committing ways.
Changing gears, I must say I'm a large fan of many cultural differences in print media. From billboards of dogs saying "Don't eat us!" government-created signs next cliffs saying "Don't climbing," and t-shirts for the thugs who want to boast "I am gang."
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