My View from Here

A Winnipegger's life abroad in Asia and parts currently unknown.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

The five lakes, four seas

It's a free day today here at CUHK so I am catching up on laundry and junk. So while I am at it, I thought I'd reflect on the topic of campus.

It's strange really. Maybe it is because I am new here, but in the most mundane places I can find beauty....or at least my interpretation of it....and I don't mean the kind that comes with a purse.

Here is a shot of the nearby canteen. They serve an ecelctic mix of low priced chinese fare as well as Western food with an HK twist. Ever have ham and eggs with macaroni in a clear soup? That's what I get when I order "ham and eggs".

I love to steal shots of people when they aren't looking. So here we have a couple of guys having a typical breakfast in the canteen. Usually people here are conservative and conscious about how others might regard their behaviour. But at meals it seems like they can literally take a bit of a break from being who they are supposed to be, and just be who they are. So these guys were slurping away, chattering about. I like to imagine that the guy on the left is talking about his woman troubles, and his buddy on the right is pretending to not be alarmed as he casually eats. It's a guy thing.

And here is a small teahouse pond and bridge just outside of the canteen. It is usually hot, sticky, or rainy so when this shot opened itself up to me, I had to snap it quickly.

Seems rather peaceful, and is a bit of a respite against busy school life.

Now this shot is really interesting to me. This is actually the window in my room. From what I guess I believe these marks on the glass came from a suction cup. Maybe a wall mounted block or some Hello Kitty junk (Asif is the expert on that). Anyhow when the morning brings condensation on the window the marks appear and reminds me of some zen calligraphy I've seen before. The fog and mountains really add to the feel. Of course, it is just a dirty window, but if you look past it, there is more.

I better stop here before I get too flakey.

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