The next city I went to was Jinan. In Jinan, I met people more of my age who were so nice that it was weird. One of the mothers gave me two 2 liter soft drinks, a watermelon slice, a cup of watermelon juice, a whole bag of chocolate, 2 Popsicles, and another watermelon slice all in a two minute period. She was the nicest person I have ever met to this day. We went to a pottery studio full of hundreds of pieces all made by two deaf teenagers. The best part of my trip was my last night in Jinan. When I was going to my final host, everyone became apprehensive. Going to my last family's apartment, I met a 22 year girl who turned out to be my host's sister. While in the car to the home, the sister told me that they were a Christian family. I come from a very Christian background and she gave me insight on the life of being a Christian in a communist country. In my 16 years of life, she easily is one of the strongest believers I have met. Their apartment did not have running water, electricity, and was dilapidated, but I loved staying there more than anywhere else. Christianity held that family together and made them such nice people and a true joy to be around. Jinan was a wonderful to spend time in and I loved every second of it.
If you are still reading this reflection, I laud you. My final city was Shanghai. This cosmopolitan was a place where I could truly become a tourist. Skyscrapers, malls, and tourist strips everywhere. I was met with the same lovely, caring demeanor by everyone. The last family I stayed with was well to do and had something I had not seen in a long time: a bathtub. Many cannot afford one or exactly want one. Seeing the enormous financial district (the main skyline) and going to one of the tallest buildings in the world was quite an experience. In my time in China, I tried duck brain, duck lung, blood, tongue, sheep, and riding a moped.This journey will stick with me for the rest of my life and I thank the Wilson family, Zhang Laoshi. Senor Paolicchi, Headmaster Gioia, and my family for making a dream a reality.
Qian Men (Front Door)
Chinese poetry in the form of calligraphy
Scenery from The Summer Palace
Playing "duck duck goose" with kindergarteners
Spicy beef noodles
The squad at the Bottle Spring in Jinan
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