From the Middle of Nowhere

Ladies and gentlemen, I've officially been outdone. Again.

I'm drowning in a pool of disbelief, unable to grasp the concept that I could be typing this blog entry, in a place as rural as this.

When I think of the internet, certain things, at the very least, come to my mind. Things, such as shabby apartments, next to rowdy cars, pedestrians, or middle class suburban America. Endless grassfields and petrochemical plants, do not.

Among the questions I should be asking myself: Where is the internet cable connecting to? Does anyone else have it? If I have the internet, why don't I have a slightly more well kept toilet? Non run down toilets would absolutely be higher on my priority of civilized neighborhoods than a connection to the internet, let alone broadband.

Shanghai was fun. I didn't like the city at first, but it grew on me. But of course, it made me realize I'm increasingly calling Hong Kong more of my home, and I'm becoming increasingly homesick. I miss the food. I miss the convenience. I miss the energy. I miss being around freaking people. Fireworks within 30 feet of me, doesn't cut it.

I would guess part of this post is also a plea to the outside world. It's lonely here in Jiujiang (where?). Send me e-mails. I need to know that I'm connected to some place farther than these endless grass fields, some place beyond this dense fog and smog, that somehow, I'm doing something worthwhile.