Snow–Fer Real!

So, after my smart-ass post a couple days ago, we actually got snow last night.

The day started out raining, then as evening fell, so did the snow.  Big, fat, wet flakes.  And then the temperature fell, too.  Which, of course, meant ice.  Lots and lots of ice.  Traffic looked like it was going in slow motion.   Normally, the drivers around here have lead feet.   However, nobody here knows how to drive in snow or ice, so this morning they were very careful.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before or not, but most of the sidewalks in the city (both Taicang and Kunshan) aren’t cement.  They’re tile.  Nice, smooth tile.   Which, of course, became covered with ice.  Very clear ice.

I almost fell several times on the way in to work. The first time was  a nasty patch of black ice on a crosswalk.  The others were invisible ice on the tile sidewalk.

I took my camera along to work, and snapped a few shots on the way.   It’s not as impressive as the snow Lodi got, but hey… I got to see snow!

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It snowed today!

Okay… so…

…the flakes were about the size of a pinhead…

…and there was one about every cubic yard…

…and it only lasted for 5 minutes…

But but but… there was SNOW!

This is exactly how it wasn't.
This is exactly how it wasn’t.


Bowties are cool.
Bowties are cool.

Shengdan kuai le

Or…  “Merry Christmas”.

Tonight was the Christmas program for the training center.  It was… long.  It was a “talent show” type of thing; a fun way for students to showcase the English they’ve learned.  But we have so many students–children, corporations, individuals, VIPs.  Giving everyone a chance to perform means that it’s a long night.

Since I do not sing or dance, I was given the job of MC for the show.  The lady at the left was my co-host.  She did most of the speaking (since most of the audience was parents who don’t speak English), and I just added a few bits in English–mostly just repeating what she said.  The handsome young man and lovely young lady were the “junior  hosts”.  They came up on stage at the very start and welcomed everyone to the show.  It was appropriately cute.

The theatre professional in me cringed all night long.  The teacher in me, was proud of all the students (young and old) who got up in front of 200 people to speak, sing, or act in a new language.  I can relate–the had me speak a Chinese greeting as part of my duties.  I have no clue what I said.  Something about “happy” and “small”.