Archive for December, 2009

Guardian of Tooth

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

Wow, real time blogging from my vacation, er, holiday.  We are currently in Taipei in the middle of our Christmas holiday.  We began our trip with a train trip from Aber to London to fly out of Heathrow.  Despite it being two days before Christmas and London recovering from its massive snow storm, all of our travel (Arriva, Virgin, the Tube) to the airport went without a hitch.  Even at the airport our check-in process was painless, almost too painless.  As our checked luggage was tagged and about to be sent to the underworld of airport conveyor belts, we were asked if we checked any crackers (the Christmas staple, not the edible kind).  We said yes and were asked to pop them before checking our luggage.  It makes the surprise a little less exciting now.

Our first air leg of our journey took us from Heathrow to Beijing with Air China, a flight of about 10 hours.  The flight was smooth, no problems.  We landed in Beijing just before noon.  Unfortunately, the approach into Beijing was obscured by f(sm)og so we couldn’t see much.  We arrived into the new terminal that was built for the Olympics.  The terminal is massive and open, it gave the impression it was designed to give.  As reported earlier, we were only able to get a double entry visa, one entry for both legs of our trip.  We got through customs and immigration without difficulty and checked in with the airline who was coordinating our hotel and transportation.   The hotel was about a 10 minute ride from the terminal and was a very standard 1950s block architecture building in the relative middle of nowhere.

After dropping our things in our room, we hopped aboard a shuttle returning to the airport and grabbed the light rail into the heart of the city.  A quick subway ride brought us to the Forbidden City and Tiananmen Square.  We just missed the closing time for the Forbidden City but we managed to walk around the outside for a bit and get some good photos

IAC and Mao

IAC and Mao

We also explored Tienamen Square.  It was quite interesting to have to pass your bags through an x-ray machine just to go to the Square.  While we didn’t see any tanks, we did see lots of police in uniform and, presumably, lots of police not in uniform.  It was quite cold in Beijing in December so we didn’t stay too long.  We next took the subway to Guijie (Ghost) Street for dinner.  It was a street filled with all sorts of Chinese restaurants, lanterns, and flashing lights.  We found a Sichuanese place that satisfied IAC’s requirement for good Chinese food, it was filled with Chinese people!  The food was delicious and a great start to our vacation.

Ghost Street in Beijing

Ghost Street in Beijing

The next morning we flew to Taipei, met up with IAC’s Father, and boarded the high speed rail to Kaohsiung.  We finally arrived at our hotel after three trains, two flights, a couple of subways, and countless shuttles (buses, cars).

As for the subject line of this post.  When we arrived at our Aunt’s house we were given some toothpaste to use while we were there.  The name of the toothpaste was “Whitemen”, the tag line is “Guadian of Tooth”.  I think I found a new moniker for me.

Guadian of Tooth

Guadian of Tooth


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Extra Bedding for a Reading Wedding

Monday, December 21st, 2009

Two weekends ago we spent two days in Reading for a wedding in which we brought extra bedding.   IAC and I awoke early on Saturday and picked up our friend K for the ~4 hour drive to Reading to attend the wedding of our new Aber friends T&C.  Fortunately only one of us got car sick taking the Welsh backroads for two hours (that would be me).  After checking into our hotel room early and sneaking one of us into the room for two (that would be me again with an air mattress and sheets, IAC and K decided they would be the legit ones), we drove to the site of the wedding, the Reading Grammar School.  I know that for some of our American readers, getting married at your middle or high school may not sound that exciting, but keep in mind this school and building are old, really old.  The school is 884 years old as it was founded as part of the Reading Abbey in 1125.  It was since refounded in 1486 and this is the date when they started keeping track of who is in charge.

The wedding ceremony took place in the chapel.  As this was our first British wedding, we were excited to see the differences between our familiar American weddings.  All that I knew about British weddings was that Hugh Grant usually shows up sooner or later.  The other thing I was told to expect was the presence of “hats” and kilts.  I use “hats” loosely because I am sure that some of them may have just been wild birds that came to nest.

Hats and Kilts

Hats and Kilts

The other differences between the two types of weddings were the order of events and the legal hurdles that were required to be jumped.  When the rings were exchanged and the vows given, C lifted T’s veil and sealed their love with a kiss, I glanced over at IAC to comment on the quickness of the wedding but reviewed the program and realized that we were only half-way done with the ceremony.  After more legal necessities spoken by the officiant, the signing of the registries (plural) took place.

Signing their lives together/away

Signing their lives together/away

When the ceremony finally ended, all of us walked over to the main school building to partake in mulled wine and hors d’oeuvres.  The wine was good, especially in the cold, windy Saturday afternoon.  The time before the reception was spent alternately finding more finger foods and where the warmest part of the school was.  After a giant group photo was taken we took our seats at the reception.  To appreciate the multinational flavor of the wedding, at our table were two Americans (us), a Welsh woman, two Dutch, an Aussie, and an English woman.  It is possible we were the mutants at table 9 (start around 1:35).

The night finished off with some classic cake cutting:

T & C cutting the cake

T & C cutting the cake

and some good ol’ embarrassment:

C had the time of his life

C had the time of his life

As we filed out of the school to send off the bride and groom we heard someone fall around the corner behind us.  We turn to see what the commotion is to find a drunk Scotsman being supported by his kilt wearing Father and brother(?) to a bench outside the school.  What was most of note was not the fact that someone was so roaring drunk at the wedding, it was the familiarity at which the family (the Mother was there too) knew what roles to take in the situation.  As I have said before, events like this don’t do anything to dispel stereotypes.

All in all it was a great weekend to share with friends on their wedding day and the beginning of their new life together.  Congrats T & C.

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Trying to get to the motherland

Sunday, December 6th, 2009

I’m going to try and write this post in the most delicate way possible.

Dan and I are heading off to Taiwan in a couple of weeks.  We are going to see my aging grandparents and also attend some family weddings.  The flight that we booked has a ~20 hour layover on the way there and back in Beijing.  Naturally, being children of wanderlust, we decided to take advantage of those 20 hours outside of the airport which requires visas.

In our research, we found that we could apply for several types of tourist visas, from the minimum 1 entry in 6 months to the maximum multiple entries in 24 months, all for the same price since we are Americans.  We could qualify for the maximum visa because I was born in Taiwan, have relatives in the mainland, and Dan is my spouse.  Might as well apply for the maximum then, right?  Even though we were US citizens living in the UK, we were allowed to process our application through the embassy in England instead of going through the US, so that’s a relief.  After making sure every last bit of our visa application was perfect, we sent it into a visa processing center who would take it to the embassy for us.  The next day I got a call and after several back and forths, it turns out that there were some problems with our visa application.

  1. We could only apply for the maximum visa if we can prove a direct relationship with a relative living there (father, mother, sibling) which is proven via birth certificates.  Okay, I don’t have that, so I asked to go with the second best option, multiple entries in 12 months.
  2. The multiple entries in 12 months visa is not available to Brits (unless they can prove a direct relationship with a relative, etc.).  It is, however, available to Americans.  When I tried to tell the visa service center this discrepancy, they refused to treat us as Americans saying that we had to follow British policies even though we were not British.
  3. On the application form, it asks for place of birth, and they double-check this information against what is written on your passport.  Taiwan, R.O.C. is what I wrote and what I have always written as my place of birth.  The service center objected to this nomenclature and insisted that I submit an entirely new application with a correction.  “We don’t recognize Taiwan, R.O.C. only Taiwan, China.”  Well then.  If that were really true, why am I applying for a visa anyway?  I should just be allowed to go!

After much harangueing, I gritted my teeth and just did what they said.  I certainly felt under the thumb and slightly less interested in going, full stop.  We finally got our visas in the mail early last week.  All I can say is, I’m excited to see my family and eat all the good food!

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Kicking off the holiday season

Sunday, December 6th, 2009
I'm officially 11! Thanks to M for the photo.

I'm officially 11! Thanks to M for the photo.

Dan and I have birthdays that bookend the holiday season.  My birthday before Thanksgiving officially kicks off the holiday madness, and in Wales, my birthday and Thanksgiving are close enough to be celebrated together.  Just like last year, we made a turkey and introduced several non-Americans to the tradition of Thanksgiving.  The one change was that we did potluck instead of making everything ourselves.  Division of labor makes the birthday girl happier!

I think everyone enjoyed themselves and the food.  Dan told the “true” story of Thanksgiving, and we all went around saying what we were thankful for.  I am thankful for a happy and healthy first year in Wales for Dan, Siena, and myself.  I am thankful for my wonderful friends and family whom I cherish very much.  I am thankful that both Dan and I are gainfully employed.  I am thankful for no serious catastrophes in our lives.  Hooray!

On another note, we saw “Up” and “The Fantastic Mr. Fox” on two consecutive weekend matinees.  I am fairly sure we were the only people in the theatre without children for both screenings.  But they were great, and “Up” made me cry a lot.  It will be a busy couple of weeks before our trip to Taiwan for the holidays.  I have a lot of grading/marking to do, a conference to attend, and we are going to Reading for a wedding.  Yes, the holiday season has really begun.

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