In Tim’s shoes is a little experiment I’m doing for one week, focusing on my experiences rather than my opinions.
Last night I started thinking about all the cities I’ve lived in. If we could count up the days I’ve spent in each, in what order would these cities of my life (so far) rank?
The first would obviously be my home, which I’ll just group together as Dallas-Fort Worth (DFW). Technically I’ve lived in Hurst, Dallas and Arlington, but for simplicity’s sake, let’s just consider that one place.
Here’s the list:
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DFW, Texas – Roughly 23 years
Beijing – Approximately 3 years
Tianjin & Shanghai – About two months each, combination of short trips
Manzini, Swaziland – One month
Red River, New Mexico – Two, week-long trips
Hong Kong – One, one-week trip and a few days here and there
Bali, Indonesia – One week
Of course if we added up all the hours I’ve spent in airports around the world, I could probably squeeze out a few more days here and there. But anything under one week just isn’t worth it.
Also, there was an interesting discovery about yesterday’s quote, which I’ll tell you tomorrow as promised.
Today was also a very culinary day. I had lunch with Santana at an Italian restaurant named Annie’s. I ordered a pizza. After work, Ning came to meet me on the way back from campus, and we ate at our favorite Taiwanese restaurant, Bellagio’s.
I wore my brown shoes again today. But for the rest of the days this week I’ll have to talk about sandals, of which I have several pairs (already described all me shoes — three pairs, that’s it).
Right now I’m wearing my normal house slippers. You know it’s Asia, so I have to wear these things in the house instead of shoes. It was hard to get used to at first, but in reality Beijing is very, very dusty and grimy. We dust several times a week and would think we hadn’t dusted in a month. Comes with the territory — Gobi desert isn’t far off. But anyway, you can’t wear shoes inside. So I wear these slip-on sandals, except when I’m on the rug. But if it’s right after I have swept and mopped, and I’m about to take a shower anyway, then I just go barefoot. I love being barefoot. Everyone should be barefoot sometimes — that’s the only way you ever really touch the place where you are.
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These are pretty interesting. You’re a good writer when you can make which shoes you wear interesting. It’s the mundane things that we have in common and are the feelings we can relate too.
By the way, you’ve spent four weeks in Red River, NM.
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