light at the end of the tunnel

There is light at the end of the tunnel. The semester is winding up, I only have a little more work to do- final classes, which are mostly review/exam prep, then marking, then freedom. It feels good. Five eight o’clock starts a week was starting to weigh me down, kinda like carrying a comatose elephant around everywhere.

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wangbo

wangbo

A Kiwi teaching English to oil workers in Beijing, studying Chinese in my spare time, married to a beautiful Beijing lass, consuming vast quantities of green tea (usually Xihu Longjing/西湖龙井, if that means anything to you), eating good food (except for when I cook), missing good Kiwi ale, breathing smog, generally living as best I can outside Godzone and having a good time of it.

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