Saturday, November 3, 2012

A Day in the Life

I should probably have made my bed before taking this picture.

The day starts like any other: in my dorm room. The rooms are generally smaller than the rooms on Iowa’s campus, but the essentials are there. We've got two beds, two closets, two desks and two chairs. What more do you need?
I share with 18 other girls, but no real problems.

The bathrooms are nice enough. Not spectacular, but they get the job done. Way better than in mainland China, because HK bathrooms come complete with ever elusive toliet paper.

Breakfast is never that extravagant, but the canteens on campus make sure you’re fed. Culture shock #134: when they say sausage, they really mean hot dog. Pineapple Buns (pictured) are my new favorite thing. 
Only 4 hkd! That's about $0.50 usd.

Practicing characters. I hope some of this actually sticks.

 Study a bit; usually some last minute cramming and off to class (on Tuesdays - Thursdays, that is). My hardest classes are definitely my accounting classes, but learning Mandarin is the most fun.

Scheduling is done in long lectures so I usually sit in a class for three hours at a time. Can't say it's my preferred way to spend my time in HK...

Lunch is had at a local campus canteen. You can have Chinese or Western style food. If I want a quick bite, I’ll grab a sandwich, but sometimes I splurge with the fried rice and vegetables. Iced Milk Tea is one of the best beverages ever. It's tea and condensed milk, which a staple of my HK diet.(pictures of food to follow)

Cross Country Team (this pose is purposely Asian)

Back to class til 5:15 and then I’ve got time to kill before dinner. These couple hours are just as likely to be spent surfing the internet as they are to be doing something productive. On Mondays and Thursdays, I have cross country practice at 6pm.

Formal dinner: Even as a brunette, my curly hair stands out.

Communal dining is required on T-W-R. My entire hostel is required to eat together on these days. Sometimes there are guest speakers, and twice a semester we have a formal dinner (complete with cloaks).


After dinner, we pretend to study. In reality, we attempt to watch movies, we play cards, or just sit in chat. We might jump on the train to Tai Po to grab dessert, or make something on our own. In the evening, I say goodnight to my adopted roommate and dream of Dim Sum

Teaching the Europeans how to make s'mores.
I saved her from a life of destitution. (aka the trash)

1 comment:

  1. Well, it is not really easy to adjust in a short period of time. Anyway, Glad that you seem to be familiarize to the routines there. Good luck to you.

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