Everything is bigger here

During my first one and half days days in the US, or more specifically, Redwood City in SF bay area, it seems that I’m not having any resonance with the local people’s esthetical  tastes: I maybe wrong, but I think their surroundings basically suggest “the bigger the better”.

Before coming t0 the US, my daily supervisor said his impression of the Silicon Vally is just very big highways. Indeed as I went out the airport, it’s difficult to ignore the wide 8 or 10 lane motorway (or freeway as shown on traffic signs). But it’s not just the highway that’s bigger than that in China or Europe: cars are bigger, traffic signs are bigger, parking space is bigger, yards are bigger, hotel rooms are bigger, beds are bigger and higher, chairs are bigger, drawers are bigger, even AC and TC remotes and their buttons are bigger, wild grass are higher… Maybe I’m prejudiced, these bigger objects are not necessarily beautiful, instead they look weird to my eyes. Delicacy seems to be from another world. Wider highway does not seem to make the traffic flow better, roads are wide but not flatly paved, pedestrian ways are wide but are sometimes only available on one side…

Looks like I’m not appreciating the locals’ tastes…

A glimpse of Japan

Chinese always have a mild hatred for Japanese: in TV series, movies, advertisements, Japanese are usually depicted as stupid, cruel, lustful and unruly. I didn’t see any movies that shows Japan and Japanese people positively. In fact, China has a term calling Japan and Japanese people: “Xiao Riben”, literally “Little Japanese”. Chinese often talk about Japanese people with contempt. However, based on 10-day visit in Japan, I think Chinese should not be that proud.

The first impression of Japan: neat and clean. You do not see any trash bins in the streets; you do not see any trash either. In Japan you have to bring your garbage back home. You clean up your own mess. And back home, you have to categorize the trash. Japan is a country keen of recycling resources. Plastic bottles have their own bins. In some small places in Japan, only trash in a certain category will be received, i.e., on Monday you can only take your plastic bottles out but not bio trash; on Tuesday you may throw away bio trash but not glass bottles.

It’s quiet. People don’t talk to each other on the bus or subway; if they do, no one hears them. On buses and subway carts, no-talk-on-the-phone signs are quite common. On the road no cars honk. People walk as fast as people in China, but you can feel the difference: it’s more peaceful in Japan.

Everything is in order. People obey rules. No one crosses the red light, be there traffic or not. We went to a city name Takayama and early in the morning  we took a walk around the city. The streets are almost empty, with a few pedestrians, no cars on the street. However, people still wait until traffic lights turn green. On elevators people stand on one side and leave space for those in a hurry. In bus stops people line up and nobody jumps a queue.

People are polite, most are friendly. You may not get used to it when people bow you all the time: in supermarkets, in shops, even on the street. Still in Takayama, a girl tries to cross the road when she noticed a car is approaching; she paused; the driver signals her to go first; the girl bowed to the driver and crossed the road; the car continues moving. You will never see this in China. The car won’t stop in the first place. On the contrary to movie depictions, I found most Japanese friendly. On the streets if you ask for directions, many will take you to your destination if it’s not far away. When my girlfriend is moving out from her student apartment, it was raining. The apartment administrator offered to drive us and our luggage to the metro station by his own car. I doubt this happens in China.

Of course we met a lady who discriminated us in Shirakawa-Go. We ordered food and she asked us to pay first. All others pay after they had food. She might have encountered customers not paying for food. What happened to her may not be pleasant, but how she treated us made us unpleasant as well. But the experience in Japan was extremely positive. I’d encourage every Chinese to go visit Japan. Things will be better if we understand each other better. People should learn from each other and treat each other as equal parties. I believe people in China and Japan are both nice, they are just taken advantage of by those asshole politicians. Well, screw them!

如何收心

前几天去哥本哈根和瑞典南部转了一圈,期间天公一直不作美,不是阴云密布就是细雨连绵,所以玩的没有尽兴。而且中间还有一个作业要交,我不得不在地铁、机场、青年旅馆等地编代码。这个怎么说也算是一种人生体验吧,以前佩服朋友能在地铁上编程,现在我较他有过之而无不及。不同的是那位哥们是在做自己喜欢的事情,而我却是被作业逼的。

总的来说这次旅行比较平淡,要免费上网还得跑到市里的图书馆,而且一路上都被师弟师妹鄙视为宅男,不过比起呆在学校,我还是更喜欢出去晃荡。

也许是游手好闲久了,渐渐的我越来越厌学了。上课不去听,更别提课前预习课后复习了,这两个词现在听起来距离我似乎有十好几年的光阴。

一直不明白自己年轻的时候为什么那么好学,能起床之后做一整天的几何题目,角边角,边角边,边边角……

应该是那个时候自己觉得自己笨,所以会加倍努力去跟人竞争;虽然现在自己还是同样笨,但人没了目标没了斗志,就懒得动弹了吧。

唉,该如何是好?

PS.
隆德的博物馆里面有个免费打电子气枪的地方,我们玩的非常尽兴,推荐指数:五颗星。

 

意大利十日游

意大利玩了十天,终于拖着疲惫的身体回来了。总结教训:第一,以后出行不要背太多东西;第二,别指望天上掉馅饼。

从斯德哥尔摩出发时我的背包是9.9公斤,一路背过来背的筋疲力尽,一点儿看风景的心情都没了。身体是锻炼了,但罪却受了不少。

之所以说别指望天上掉馅饼,是因为我们在意大利上了一次当。我们从梵蒂冈出来后街上有一女人拦住我们,问我们要不要吃的,说牛排加沙拉加Lasagna加Drink一共10欧。我们觉得很便宜就跟着那女人去了餐馆。登上了菜才发现上当了:给我们上的不是牛排,而是一个小小的肉丸。于是我们理直气壮的跟老板理论,而老板又是个泼妇,不肯给我们换成牛排。于是我们拒绝付款,并要求警察来处理。过了半小时左右,意大利警察来了,没想到竟然不会说英语。那泼妇跟警察用意大利语一顿解释,警察最后让我们付钱,不然就让我们把护照交出来后跟他走。护照当然不能交,我们只好付了款,打算跟着警察去警局理论。本想坐着警车兜兜风的,但是付款后警察就不搭理我们了,给我们在地图上画了个警局的位置就走了。泼妇老板在我们临走时还来了一句“你们不会意大利语来意大利干嘛?”搞的我们异常气愤。找了半小时找到一个警局,也没人会说英语。经过比划才发现那警局估计是管刑事案件的,于是我们又去找。找到之后警察来的第一句话就是“我不说英语”。我们跟他比划半天之后一个警察打了电话到另外一个警局,让我们在电话里面讲,之后让我们写份报告交上去。很像国内的官僚作风嘛!我们没时间和他们耗,最后不了了之。

以前就看过视频Italy VS Europe比较意大利和欧盟其他国家的区别,亲身体验之后觉得意大利确实乱,骗子、小偷、国民素质甚至让我有回到了中国的感觉。

 

挪威的森林

公费旅游归来,挪威很棒,感觉很好,尤其是看着高的咋舌的物价而自己不需要掏钱的时候。

听导游说,三十年前那里山上全是光秃秃的一片,照片上的这些树都是后来人工种植的。没办法,挪威气候严寒,你能指望这些树长得多快?

挪威的森林里面没有树妖,但我倒是遇到了一个巨人怪:

注意我T恤上的人像,是不是跟我旁边那人很像?其实他们就是同一个人。T恤上还有一行字没照进来:the last living troll. 所以我现在的任务就是去扮巨人怪吓唬小孩儿。

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