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Chinese High and Low

Beijing, is what it inspires mixed feelings.

few days, but there are less, I wake up with little patience for these people. I twitch their ways, I negated his way of doing things, and it frustrates me the lack of fluidity in communication.

Other days, the more I feel at home, walking around my neighborhood, touring the Hutongs, recognizing the corners, and being finally able to discern what is, whether this or that, the side Street North. Something (to get my bearings as the cardinal points) which no doubt I can do in my beloved English capital, but that has proved indispensable, and very fun and rewarding by the way, in China's capital.

But there is another kind of days, like today, where I feel not only comfortable, if not happy and excited to live in this intriguing, complicated, yet simple, changing and fascinating city.

And is that a day like today, I see myself smiling in the streets and people, seat and delighted to share life with this ancient Asian breed.

On a day like today, fall short of positive adjectives.

Yes, the Chinese burp and spit on the street.

Yes, public restrooms smell bad (but at least there).

Yes, sometimes the way of thinking of the Chinese appears inconceivable.

Yes, sometimes this is a maddening country.

But no, I'm tired of living here.

I never get tired of waking up every morning with the challenge of overcoming that is communicated.

I never tire of exposing a culture so unknown that has so much to convey.

I never tire of learning something new every day helps me understand the diversity of life and the human mind. How changing conceptions of existence at different points on Earth and how the differences are more rewarding than problematic. How not everything is as I understand it and I've learned, what helps me grow as a person.

tired I value what I have through the contrast with the scale of traditional Chinese values.

I never get tired of opening my view trying to understand the logic of the dragon.

I never tire of reading problems and make the criticism.
Above all, I never tire of seeing the progress, development and changes country.

As an adult who gets excited watching the faltering steps of a child begins to walk, so we feel we want to China, soon to be 60 years of nationhood. And even if you stumble, fall, is wrong and make mistakes, we see up and retake the pass.

No. I never tire of Beijing.