<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:00.464-07:00</updated><category term='darwin'/><category term='hannon'/><category term='week'/><category term='plans'/><category term='beer'/><category term='facilities'/><category term='shaolin'/><category term='dan'/><category term='immortals'/><category term='ninjitsu'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='hell'/><category term='insects'/><category term='dvd'/><category term='jakies'/><category term='evolution'/><category term='form'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='leaving'/><category term='truth'/><category term='mark'/><category term='real'/><category term='travel'/><category term='grading'/><category term='seb'/><category term='mosquito'/><category term='training'/><category term='mr t'/><category term='frankie'/><category term='driver'/><category term='torture'/><category term='massage'/><category term='tom'/><category term='taxi'/><category term='yantai'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='nichael'/><category term='steak'/><category term='wall mart'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='party'/><category term='crawling'/><category term='first'/><category term='blog'/><category term='insect lies'/><category term='shaolin crawling'/><category term='life'/><category term='mantis'/><category term='ori'/><category term='kunyu shan'/><category term='day'/><category term='people'/><category term='systema'/><category term='drought'/><category term='strength'/><category term='hike'/><category term='national'/><category term='god'/><category term='assault'/><category term='arival'/><category term='china'/><category term='tea'/><category term='mountains'/><category term='run'/><category term='park'/><category term='happening'/><category term='weopons'/><title type='text'>Michael Hannon's Travel Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-3657555361580412554</id><published>2009-03-14T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T01:12:06.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>China 7 months: Kunyu and Leaving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kunyu&lt;/span&gt; and leaving day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the academy was not what I thought it would be like I still enjoyed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kunyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; very much. The people were great, the surroundings stunningly beautiful and the Masters, though sometimes flawed in character are good at their jobs. The main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; was simply the running of the academy by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt;. He employed no real structure, has no vision and has the honesty of a politician with the communication skills of one too. I dislike him as he has the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to do something great with this place but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; behaves like a small minded, unprofessional idiot who only fixates on the short term profit forgoing any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;professionalism&lt;/span&gt; and moral conduct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kunyu&lt;/span&gt; academy is like an international hostel with beautiful surroundings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt;. You can expect at its worst, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;, biscuits, Soft drinks, DVD watching, brothels, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt;, drinking, smoking, miscommunication, deceit, the feeling of being ripped off, girls walking around wearing make up, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;witnessing&lt;/span&gt; students whom should of spent some time training before they came to China. At its best it is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;eclectic&lt;/span&gt; mix of students who are interesting, friendly and sociable with some hardcore dudes, surroundings that are tranquil, inspiring, enlightening, the mood can be fun, good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; and a place you can call home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed my time there but towards the end i just found myself frustrated with the limitations of the facilities and the lack of decent management. Their is so much that could be improved upon but nontheless a very interesting and memorable experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me 2min to pack as all I brought was a small backpack. I had a taxi booked at 12:30. About 12:20 went outside and chilled with a group of people who had come to send me off. They all seemed impressed that all I had was the small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; pack. Said goodbye to everyone. I know I should of said more but I just shook &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; hand and left. Jeremy and Megan joined me in the cab. We picked up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hanah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and Alan. Said goodbye to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and Alan at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hotsprings&lt;/span&gt; then picked up my ticket. We went to nice coffee place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt;. Which their isn't many as coffee shops are not big in China. But it was very nice. Arrived at the train station, hugged everyone, said my goodbyes and off I went. As soon as I turned away from everyone I felt alone, it was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"facing what consumes you, is the only way to be free" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Hatebreed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315548042270474562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/ScSeyA4OAUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/JXlFP8d-qo0/s320/n572746279_334910_3794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315548047884913650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/ScSeyVyzi_I/AAAAAAAAANE/l8sPHxkOx08/s320/n572746279_335105_5524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315548049549259858" style="DISPLAY: block; 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As their was a duel leaving (Craig and myself) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people went to "Caro", a restaurant. The Mantis crew; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;, Simon and Frank were there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;as well&lt;/span&gt; as Jeremy, Megan, Hannah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and a number of other students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had 2 huge bottles of beer, 2 plates of fried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chicken&lt;/span&gt;, 2 plates of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; pow chicken and about 70 "meat on a sticks". It was good! Everyone was merry and having a good time and even students from the other academy were there. I ate, like everybody else, like an animal and between us all it came to a grand total of about a one pound each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; we went. I did the mandatory drunk Michael thing and again carried Hannah into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; place. This time the room was filled to the brim with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lawoi&lt;/span&gt;. Already drunk and singing away. Sang Faith by Limp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bizkit&lt;/span&gt; with Jeremy but this time I moshed hard and screamed more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Swinged&lt;/span&gt; danced with Megan again. The crowd seemed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt; as we were given applause. But I was not as drunk as before and so realised I was stepping on her feet a lot. Not as good as I thought. In my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;inebriated&lt;/span&gt; head I thought I was a cross between Patrick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Swayze&lt;/span&gt; and John Travolta. Thanks Megan for not mentioning it. Though at one point she did stand on my feet while we danced so as to protect hers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later when the crowds had left and there were only about 5 or 6 of us, Hannah gave a little speech about me leaving. I can't really remember the words but I do remember the sentiment and my appreciation of it at the time. Thank you Hannah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394258179919986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXc79TdEHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DTMtpyOMY1k/s320/n572746279_493740_5325.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; students "letting their hair down".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394250769649938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXc7hstURI/AAAAAAAAAMU/q182VC3rSr4/s320/n572746279_493739_3870.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Megan and I trying to choose a song to sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about 2am Jeremy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;megan&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to call it a night and said goodbye to the hardcore crew of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; Militia in which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Welshy&lt;/span&gt; seemed to be the leader, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fyi&lt;/span&gt; named that as he is from Wales. &lt;/p&gt;Carried Megan to the taxi in the pouring rain. I could of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;slipped&lt;/span&gt; but my Mantis stance training and the fact I'm a bit of Ninja made sure I didn't. The night was great and I would like to give a big thank you to "James the Aristocrat" for paying for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; bill. I tip my virtual reality top hat to you oh kind sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's thanks and recognition time. Thanks to the Mantis crew: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sauded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;, Mad Franky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Fredericks&lt;/span&gt; and Psycho Singing Simon. Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; for getting me through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;repetitive&lt;/span&gt; forms training and generally being a good guy. Franky for being some one to bounce my crazy side off and being very enthusiastic about his training. Simon for simply being a psycho and singing. All are great guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394071558066466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXcxGFVkSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/t6dAtD8_gK4/s320/n572746279_492842_5431.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Frankie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394057800679554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXcwS1UgII/AAAAAAAAAL0/HstLMdoDzCI/s320/n572746279_343665_2641.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to Ninja Matt and Dangerous Dave for introducing me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jeremy, Hannah, Meagan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy for being a cool looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;arian&lt;/span&gt; version of John Travolta and having a typical Hollywood smile with a cool laid back southern American accent. If he does not make it as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; master he should head for Hollywood. Also for being a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313032572457206898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/Sbuu-ZlkRHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/YLFmz_G1khI/s320/n569735471_2774052_5501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah for being a good conversationalist, an interesting character and a having a kind heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313031125834024018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbutqMfuRFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vQtT9qw1aeY/s320/n572746279_499431_2332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent more time with Megan than anyone when outside of training. So I would like to thank her for keeping me company, our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; conversations, making me laugh and being a beautiful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394261425770882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXc8JZU0YI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Or-hi8IyfoE/s320/n659986317_216968_4707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; for being a good friend and a fantastic room mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311394060604879218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXcwdR5MXI/AAAAAAAAALs/NZ05HZP1QhI/s320/n572746279_334718_4338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Good thoughts for you all are heading your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in God and Tie Your Camel Up (Sufi saying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-1730655047690645473?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1730655047690645473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/china-7-months-leaving-party-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1730655047690645473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1730655047690645473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/china-7-months-leaving-party-2.html' title='China 7 months: Leaving Party 2'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SbXc79TdEHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/DTMtpyOMY1k/s72-c/n572746279_493740_5325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8098985837888315828</id><published>2009-03-05T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:18:30.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Leaving Party n.o 1</title><content type='html'>1st leaving party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am leaving Jeremy, Megan, Hannah and I went out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt; for some market food. I like the market food in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt; and I'm slowly getting used the over crowded roads full of staring Chinese, bikes, motor bikes and cars. The smell of burnt cooking fat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wafting&lt;/span&gt; through the air &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; lets you know where you are. Their are market stores selling fruit, useless pieces pf tack, food vendors cooking noodles, meat, pastries and sometimes insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat down we were greeted by the mandatory smiles, stares and pointing at of us, the "white devils" by the locals and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unexpenctantly&lt;/span&gt; a welcomed cool late afternoon breeze. Which was much needed as it has been sweltering lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered noodles and I think octopus and meat for Jeremy and I, but mostly for me. As I was leaving we decided to have a jug of beer. It tasted good and must of cost about 40p a jug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About four jugs later we walked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gingerly&lt;/span&gt; to the next street to play some street pool. It's great. The pool cues need new tips and the tables are wonky. We played pool on the street, drank some beers and ate some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. Two bottles later we decided it was time to leave for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt;. We staggered to the taxi. Went a few minutes down the road and we were there. When I start carrying people I know I'm a little tipsy. So I carried Hannah into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; place, slurred some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;unintelligible&lt;/span&gt; nonsense at the woman at the desk and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;duly&lt;/span&gt; pointed into the direction of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; room. The Chinese there are used to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lawoi&lt;/span&gt; (foreigners), as the guys from the academy frequent it quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was huge. A smiling china man brought in a crate of beer and left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;promptly&lt;/span&gt;. The room was too big for us four so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;megan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bolstered&lt;/span&gt; by her alcohol consumption went looking for a room we could occupy with some Chinese. I knew this was not going to be a problem as she is white, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; and has blue eyes and it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mostly&lt;/span&gt; Chinese men that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt;. We went next door where there were about 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; guys and 1 woman, drunk and having a good time. As expected they were very happy to have four &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Lawoi&lt;/span&gt; in the room &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; as two were white, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; females. A few beers later my top was off and I'm jumping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;megan&lt;/span&gt; is dancing, Hannah is chatting and Jeremy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;chilling&lt;/span&gt;, it's all good. They sang one song and we sang another. At the end of each song a score is given, so it was good fun. We even got some rock/metal in their with Song 2 from Blur and Faith by Limp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Bizkit&lt;/span&gt;. Which I loved. It was a really good party atmosphere. My next memory was of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;irate&lt;/span&gt; guy smashing a bottle, then the same dude holding onto Megan a little to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;inappropriately&lt;/span&gt;. So I grabbed Megan said she was with me. The next thing I know our cab driver said we should leave, so we did with this idiot not knowing when he has no chance still pestering Megan. This is when I started running through my Mantis lessons and wondering which move I should use to take this fool out. We got to the cab and for some reason the cab driver would not move. So this idiot was still bothering Megan through the window. He wasn't being nasty, more of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nuicance&lt;/span&gt;. But still I had selected hammer fist to the left temple if he continued. Running through my head was the wondering thought of how much it would cost to get myself out of trouble with the police if this goes down. I would have to take him out plus his mates. Anyway we all shouted at the cab driver and he got the hint and moved. After we chilled it was the decision on where to go to next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was decided that Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Babas&lt;/span&gt; would be the place. It's a pool place with a bar and dance area. Again I carried someone into the place but I can't remember who. Straight to the dance floor. I start jumping around like an E user on a mission with Megan and Jeremy. Hannah takes a seat and chills. I know I had some more beers and I believe these are the order of the events that occurred. Feeling good, and confident in my dancing abilities and the shameful fact that I watched every episode of Strictly Come Dancing, I felt it was my chance to step things up a notch. So I attempted some swing dancing moves with Megan. They felt great and I'm sure they looked brilliant. I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; I was able to throw Megan around and no one getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Jeremey&lt;/span&gt; fainted on the dance floor. But he was o.k. I got tearful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;whilst&lt;/span&gt; hugging Hannah as I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;. I hate drunks that cry. Chatted nonsense, danced some more, hugged a few people, mounted a few people then I think I carried, at the same time Hannah and Megan to the cab. I'm not sure but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; someone. Arrived back at the academy at about 5:30. Hugged Megan as it was her idea, went to my room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;collapsed&lt;/span&gt; on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone on that night as it will be a very fond memory for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8098985837888315828?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8098985837888315828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/china-7-months-leaving-party-no-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8098985837888315828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8098985837888315828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/china-7-months-leaving-party-no-1.html' title='China 7 months: Leaving Party n.o 1'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-7970866269386255318</id><published>2009-01-29T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:47:53.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Plans</title><content type='html'>Finish my travels in either Japan, Australia, or Canada by which time it will be 2009-10 then work for 3-5 years in London, and in that time save 30k-50k, become a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHEK&lt;/span&gt; II, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PICP&lt;/span&gt; II, Bio-signature modulation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;practitioner&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NLP&lt;/span&gt; Master, Hypnotherapist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HLC&lt;/span&gt; III and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Neuro&lt;/span&gt;-Muscular Therapist, to have established myself as a writer and established myself on the national/international lecturing circuit. After that time I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; and I will consider living outside of England. Maybe France, Italy, Thailand, Japan or Australia. Then over the next 20 or so years own several properties around the world, have written several books, produced several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt;, own my own clinic, produced my own courses, have completed my Acupuncture, Osteopath, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Naturopath&lt;/span&gt; courses, have had a kid or two, then between the ages of 60 and 70 when I reached my strength peak, my posture is at it's best and my muscle to fat ratio is at it's best I will start my Physics and Criminal Psychology degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met so many people who really do not look forward to maturing but I cannot wait. The sheer amount of knowledge I will know, the people I will meet and the person I will become, excites me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much happiness to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pN_nqDk92o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pN_nqDk92o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-7970866269386255318?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7970866269386255318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/plans-china-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/7970866269386255318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/7970866269386255318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/plans-china-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html' title='China 7 months: Plans'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8854579156340797119</id><published>2009-01-29T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:46:57.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yantai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jakies'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Steak, Training and Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SYFt4wqpG9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/9xiZS3XXj3Q/s1600-h/Steak-gate!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296635458668272594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SYFt4wqpG9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/9xiZS3XXj3Q/s320/Steak-gate!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It just doesn't get better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jakies is a restaurant in Yantai that specifically caters for the foreign appetite and makes a very nice steak. For the students it's a real treat to visit a here and use the toilet, honestly. If you've been to China you know what it means to be in a nice, clean toilet by yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had myself a steak and it was good. It cost a lot but was worth it. Afterward I felt perfectly content and realized that steak has to be plentiful on my spiritual path. Also had chocolate milkshake and it was good. Possibly the best I have ever had. I think I will have another steak and shake night before I leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thursday was a good day. We conditioned are limbs against the tree in the morning and in the afternoon worked on the application of techniques. Later I trained myself and had a great session. The school bought some new weights. This new aquisition coincided with my body finally gaining some strength back. When I first arrived my body recovered slowly from weight training and I felt tired and weak but I feel if it is back to almost normal. Here is what I did for those who are interested:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Usual warm up of bodyweight movements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Focus was on speed and perfect technique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4x4 cleans into full squat 55kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4x5 power presses 20kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3x6-8 sumo deadlifts 105kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3x6-8 Wide pronated pull ups 10kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10x uphill sprints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Body weight eccentric circuit to elicit some GH and IGF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wide squat x2 25/10/X/0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wide pronated pull ups x3-4 10/0/X/10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Press ups x3 15/10/X/0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The circuit was done twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A great session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later that day Megan and I met after dinner and sat in a local garden that has chairs and a table and chatted for about an hour and a half with a cup of green tea. No one goes to this garden so its very quiet and peaceful and the night sky with the mountains and a full moon made a very beautiful backdrop. A fantastic day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Namaste and Chi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Michael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8854579156340797119?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8854579156340797119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/steak-training-and-tea-china-10th-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8854579156340797119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8854579156340797119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/steak-training-and-tea-china-10th-of.html' title='China 7 months: Steak, Training and Tea'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SYFt4wqpG9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/9xiZS3XXj3Q/s72-c/Steak-gate!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-3036783849983473705</id><published>2009-01-05T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:46:30.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosquito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insect lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frankie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='systema'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Lies, Leaving and new room mates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The influx of newbies has increased the summer camp feel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; as they all seem to be 18 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; without a clue. The girls get dressed up and put on make up only to walk round the school grounds. It really isn't the sort of place for that. The guys are pissed off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they don't want any distractions, which young girls prancing about are, and the girls who came here to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; train just think their stupid. Some of the newbie guys are a little dunce to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288010123817563266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLJMMbQtII/AAAAAAAAAKE/G7bJFZVPQ0E/s320/spice-girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; Martial Arts material. Go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and Hannah have had enough of this place and have left to another academy in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt;. The new school specializes in Mantis and also teaches traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt;, as oppose to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wushu&lt;/span&gt; type that is taught at Kunyu Shan. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wushu&lt;/span&gt; is more theatrical than traditional. I reckon by the end of the month another 5 students would have left. The summer camp feel at this place is a bit too much for some people and also the lies and deceit which goes on here. Nothing seems to be straight forward, there is always an ulterior motive to the goings on at this academy when it involves communication of anything to the students. Though from what I have learned and have been told this is Chinese culture not just the academy. The less anyone else knows the better. It really is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt;, even if the truth would be better to say, the Chinese lie out of instinct and habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I now have two new roommates; Vincent and Frankie. Vincent is a cool American kid with some social interaction issues and Frankie, a Dutch, dangerous dude with some impressive martial arts skills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288007407469465266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLGuFPaDrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WVw0gMUNo4U/s320/n572746279_343752_4921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dutch, dangerous and deranged; Frankie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Students are also leaving quite fast. Five left just this week. It is always quite emotional scenes when students leave. Students build up quite strong links. It's almost like a family. Three of the five that left have been here for nine months and the other were very friendly and well thought of guys. Three of them were in Mantis. So now it is just I, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;, Simon and Frankie. I suspect I will see my Mantis brothers Dan, Dave and Rob again, especially as I have invited them to Japan if I get there. If you guys ever read this I just want to say it was a pleasure meeting you all and I wish you luck in what ever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesdays we do a "power training" session. I have been taking it for the last 4 sessions and it is so much better than what it was before, in my own opinion. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; sessions consisted of benching and sit ups, so something had to change. The new session is basically a really good warm up, mostly consisting of body weight movements then on to a race event. The race starts with a side crawl of about 40metres, then fireman carrying some one on your team for 20m then swapping shoulders for another 20m, then a single arm are farmers walk with about 20kg (heaviest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dumbell&lt;/span&gt;) for 40m then a 40m sprint. Sounds easy but it is quite challenging. The weather has been getting increasing hotter and more humid here. Last Tuesday was particularly bad and as a result after one round of the race pretty much everyone including myself felt feint and dizzy. We all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; on the floor of the Mantis training room like wounded soldiers. I have now changed it to a more strength based session. I even asked if we could push the schools mini van as part of the workout but Master laughed and said it would be to easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288012655614809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLLfkGw1rI/AAAAAAAAAKc/u5ZAyTB_D60/s320/Wounded-Soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mantis boys after a training session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have been feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt; very good lately and as a result have some new goals: to rip our boxing bag with one backhand, hit a tree so hard that chunks of it start falling off and to do a one arm pull up. Also I have set myself the challenge of frog jumping the mountain stairs all the way to the top and then crawling on my hands all the way down. Sounds easy but there are students here who genuinely find it hard to walk up the stairs. The 35+degree heat coupled with the humidity and altitude should make it interesting. I need to find someone willing to do it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walks I have after dinner are fantastic and one thing I am going to truly miss from here. I usually end up at a river by the waterfall. The pictures below are of what I would like my eventual living place to look like. It is more beautiful and calming than the pictures convey. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lifu&lt;/span&gt;, the dog in the picture sometimes joins me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288006860195807410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLGOOfMwLI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KUo1_E1nUtY/s320/n572746279_343708_8087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288007053697685906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLGZfVpGZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/D5AlMZ_sVDk/s320/n572746279_343725_2971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another grading but I had not learned the new form we are being taught so was not graded that day. It was a little boring as all the newbies were doing their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; basics. But there were some good ones. I am now thinking of adding Canada to my list of possible travel destinations, so as to study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Systema&lt;/span&gt;. It's a Russian combat system that seems interesting. Canada because I've been told that one of the main teachers resides there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insects are getting bigger and badder. The mosquitoes are attacking everyone whilst they sleep. I wake up with bites all over me and Dan had about 50 bites on his hand. His hands were swollen for days. I've put a net over my bed and that seems to help. You can hear the insects during the day. There are 2 distinct sounds. One sounds like a screaming electrical cable with Bi-Polar and the other sounds like a billion crickets. During the night the frogs or toads sound like a million ducks are outside our window, it's quite strange. And now there is a swarm of Dragon Flies flying around the academy. China is not the place to be if don't like insects, lies and heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you an insect free day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-3036783849983473705?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3036783849983473705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/lies-leaving-and-new-room-mates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/3036783849983473705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/3036783849983473705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/lies-leaving-and-new-room-mates.html' title='China 7 months: Lies, Leaving and new room mates'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWLJMMbQtII/AAAAAAAAAKE/G7bJFZVPQ0E/s72-c/spice-girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-6859002731982501437</id><published>2008-12-27T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:46:05.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>China 7 months: Syringes, Cups and Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; has been having trouble with his rib cage on the left side and low back for a while. He also managed to drop a rock on his foot whilst helping build a new training area, and it hasn't stopped bleeding for three days. His rib and back have been causing him disrupted sleep at night. On Tuesday he went to the hospital for acupuncture to see if that could help with at least with the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;, Nick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joakim&lt;/span&gt; arrived at the hospital that I went to previously for massage. Apparently the acupuncture department doesn't work on Tuesdays so the cab driver took them to another hospital. They arrived and explained the problems. Nick was first to receive treatment. Nick had injured his knee the week before and has been unable to train. The doctor inspected the knee then wrote a prescription for him. Nick went down stairs, paid for the prescription and brought it back up. It was 3 vials of liquid. The doctor proceeded to mix them together to make a fluorescent pink liquid then brought a syringe with a 3 inch needle. Sucked it up then injected the unknown substance into his knee. Later that day when I saw him he was hobbling, but before it was impossible to tell if he was injured. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Joakim&lt;/span&gt; had nothing wrong with him but went along for the ride just to try out the acupuncture. Instead of acupuncture he got suction cups. Basically the doctor lights a flame by the cup to use up all the air and then quickly places the cup on precise parts of the body where because of the lack of air, creates suction. He had two cups and everything was fine. The doctor recommended that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; have the cup treatment to. So he did but with a difference. The doctor made little incision before placing the cup. So when the cup was on, it sucked blood out! When I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; later he looked like he had giant pepperonis on his back and left ribcage. The treatment did not seem to do anything but cause pain and discomfort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287257721485928578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWAc4nUcKII/AAAAAAAAAJc/vRADNjv-v-k/s320/cupping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287257721127285922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWAc4l-7tKI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jUs9o2pA5SM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not Ori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am having Karate Kid moments. Just like Daniel (Karate kid) didn't understand the training or its purpose until his teacher showed him that painting railings and washing cars were actually blocks. I am having similar occasions of clarity and understanding in regards to my form that I have been learning. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Unexpentanctly&lt;/span&gt; during sparring, the forms movements, with out any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-determined intention display themselves to us (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; to) automatically during an attack. It all just started to make sense and is continuing to do so. Even during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt; class the form movements are easy to apply. This is helped as Praying Mantis and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt; have similar principles and application.&lt;/p&gt;We have water back. It is a relief. The rivers look so much healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend I had acupuncture. Their were about 15 needles sticking out of my back. I had bought my own needles as I am not really comfortable with using the hospitals. It was a very uncomfortable feeling. I felt as if i couldn't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt; we practiced disarming someone with a gun. It was not really disarming but more like how to have the attacker shoot themselves, which was really cool. I really like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt; and am really looking forward to practicing it in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend 15 new students turned up. A lot of newbies. I do not mind new people but because of the sheer number, and that their are now 3 to a room instead of 2 which was originally placed on the website. Their seems to be a slight resentment and has created a lot of tension among some. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and I are still waiting for are 3rd room mate. A lot of people are going to leave simply because their has been one thing after another. There is a distinct lack of communication and professionalism showed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt; (academy owner). This lacking has caused students to question his true intentions, and is leaving students thinking he is a liar and is simply taking the piss out of them. None of this bothers me as just keep training and I know I will be out of here in just over a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep cool everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-6859002731982501437?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6859002731982501437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/syringes-cups-and-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6859002731982501437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6859002731982501437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/syringes-cups-and-lies.html' title='China 7 months: Syringes, Cups and Lies'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SWAc4nUcKII/AAAAAAAAAJc/vRADNjv-v-k/s72-c/cupping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-2377341826199173179</id><published>2008-12-23T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:45:45.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drought'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Drought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have had no water for a week. Their is a drought out here. Actually that's a lie, we have water between 6-8pm. This 2 hr window is for close to 50 or so students, to shower and wash their clothes. The 3 showers and 3 washing machines are not really adequate but it seems to be o.k for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It started raining on Tuesday but stopped on Friday so not quite enough to stop the drought but at least it's a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283273144217870130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SVH07sR3nzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9Zs_PSYOSZw/s320/n572746279_343706_5353.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A dried out river bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ill again. This time it feels like I have a cold. So I've missed 2 days of training. Which I'm not happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about living alternatives to London. I have now on my list for further investigation; Italy, France, Hawaii, Bahamas, Tasmania (Australia), New Zealand and Japan. I just can't see myself living in London anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for my little journey as, it stands is to leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shandong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aug&lt;/span&gt;10, then into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Henan&lt;/span&gt; province till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nov&lt;/span&gt; 10, then onto Thailand till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;feb&lt;/span&gt; 10, then another 3 months traveling Burma, Laos, Cambodia, so about may 10 I should be back in Thailand again for another 1-3 months, than by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aug&lt;/span&gt; 10 live and work in Japan for 3-6 months by which time it could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;feb&lt;/span&gt; 09. May even pop into Australia if I have the money and inclination. Right now these are just ideas. So I don't know for sure. But I really like the idea of working and living in Japan. And yes, if any of you want to visit you'll have somewhere to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Hannah and I went to the cave (8 immortals) after breakfast to meditate. The weather was very humid so we were sweating like crazy just 10min into the walk there. The cave is right at the top of a bunch of steps where we do the stair run every Friday. It takes about 30min to get there. Once there Hannah told me a little history of the 8 immortals as she has a book on them. Would tell you about it but I've forgotten, sorry. Then we started meditating. It's very quiet there. All you can hear is what nature intended you to hear. It started to rain a little, about 10min after we started which just added to the bliss. I like the sound of rain. The fact I was sniveling because of my cold did little to ruin the experience. After we just walked back slowly having a very pleasant conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went back to the cave to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meditate&lt;/span&gt; again but this time it was just me. When i got there i found a Chinese family sitting out side. On weekends their are a lot of visiting Chinese, as the cave and national park are tourist attractions. I went into the cave, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; down my Buddha book my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kemi&lt;/span&gt; gave me and was not 10sec into meditating when my "spider senses" started tingling. I turned round ready to deliver a Mantis hammer fist, but when i opened my eyes i was presented with a young Chinese man about to take a photo of me. I got up and he and his girlfriend gestured if they could take a photo with me. I didn't want to ruin their day so i did. One of their mums took a photo. The guy and girl on either side of me. The guy had his arm round me and the girl was very close, like we were long life friends or something. The bad thing was that i was sweating like a nutter and the top i was wearing was soaked through and had not been washed in a week. They seemed happy to have met and had photos taken with a foreigner, even if he was sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, after lunch, I, Hannah, Megan, Jenny, Jeremy, Sid, Keenan and a South African guy who I have forgotten his name went to a close town called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt; to grab a bite to eat. We had a look round and decided on a small Chinese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt; that had pictures on the wall in which we could point to. Between 7 of us as Keenan didn't eat we had about 9 dishes, 3 noodle soups that all tasted great and everyone apart from me had a soft drink. It all came to a grand total of 1.40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt; each. Going back to London is going to be so hard. My usual lunch costs me close to 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283273151932182002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SVH08JBGrfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TEST8F_2d-g/s320/n572746279_343728_6251.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Being stared at in Muping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The plan was to head for a massage after eating. We ended back at the place where I was viciously and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;maliciously&lt;/span&gt; assaulted. I started having flash backs and went into a cold sweat. I hear those are common symptoms of post traumatic stress syndrome. I was ready to drop to my knees and fake an embolism when Keenan said he would like to go to the hospital and try out the acupuncture, I quickly put my hand up and said "me to". We arrived and I did most of the talking to explain the issues. I know this sounds impressive but all I did was point to a part of the body and said "bu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;torne&lt;/span&gt;" which means "not good" and "pain". Jeremy had an issue with his knee and was first. The female acupuncturist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;brang&lt;/span&gt; out the needles that were wrapped in a once white but now brown cloth. They were reusable needles so I quickly looked at her pointed to myself and said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;" which is Chinese massage. Jeremy and Keenan had the acupuncture and I had the massage. There was no assault but a very good and professional massage. I felt good after, so did the guys. The two 45 min sessions of acupuncture and 45min of massage came to grand total of 1.60 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt; each. It would have been 50x that in London. I think I'm going to go there again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283273138811465186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SVH07YI4beI/AAAAAAAAAIg/v004AP0m8vQ/s320/n572746279_343668_6689.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The crew; me, Ori, Lindsey, Megan, Jenny and Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-2377341826199173179?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2377341826199173179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/droughtchina-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/2377341826199173179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/2377341826199173179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/droughtchina-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html' title='China 7 months: Drought'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SVH07sR3nzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9Zs_PSYOSZw/s72-c/n572746279_343706_5353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-7834747804399774591</id><published>2008-12-03T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:45:17.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mr t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='form'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Grading Day</title><content type='html'>Today has been a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was grading today. Instead of the normal morning training we simply practiced before the big public critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not nervous at all, more excited than anything else. I actually like performing in front of people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; was still not fully loving the idea. After practicing out side and generally chatting for a bit the master called us in and looked pretty serious. He called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; and I in front of the class and instructed us to perform the form. About half way through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; forgot a move and the master went off on one. As he went on and on I thought to myself that this has to be the worse pep talk, ever. I was really disappointed by him. It showed a weakness in his ego as I feel he was behaving this way because he was worried about what the other masters would think as oppose to helping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; and I. The talk did not affect me at all, as firstly it was not entirely directed at me and secondly I was looking forward to the grading but did alter my view of my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804991236401426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsr-bg6RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Sqe_le9Ca_Y/s320/n572746279_343748_531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;performing&lt;/span&gt; a spear form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time came and everyone had brought from their room small benches in which to sit and watch. The ones that are grading are easy to see as they wear signature clothing. The long timers are given a full on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; suits when they join and the short timers such as my self are given a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; style vest to wear. On one side of the yard are the students and the other side, the masters. The grader performs in between the two. When they have finished grading they walk off to applause at which point one of the translators runs to each master to collect a score.&lt;br /&gt;No one apparently fails a grading but the score is collected and is written on the students' certificate when they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting excitedly tapping my feet watching the grading another new student arrived. It seems recently like a new student arrives about every 5 days. The new guy sat next to me. He looked like a 60 year old tramp. A very unusual sight when you're surrounded by reasonably athletic 19 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. I found out later his an Italian with a Russian accent looking to study full time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt; Chi, which actually is not on offer here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; said when he walked past him he smelt like alcohol and their seems to be overwhelming feeling among a lot of the guys that his going to kill us all. I'll keep you tuned on that, if I am able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observed the masters observing the performance and wondered what they thought. My master told me that his master would have him hold each stance for 30min and I don't think his over exaggerating at all. All the masters must have practiced daily for years to obtain the skill they posses. I know for a fact when the Chinese train foreigners the training is rushed, simply there is not the time and Westerners generally do not have the patience. As a result when some of the students perform I think it must look a little sloppy to the masters and the fact that westerners have tendons and ligaments all over their body especially on the back of the legs I think just makes it worse for the masters to watch. In my opinion some do look sloppy but others do look amazing.I think the best performance apart from obviously mine was by an 18 year old, from north England named Mark. When he done his sword form, it looked amazing. It had power and grace and not just for a westerner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804996838490898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdssTTKAxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/df05kKptvlQ/s320/n572746279_343749_1778.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark performing a Drunken Master form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark arrived here with his friend from school, Dan nearly 10 months ago. Dan is in my class and I can tell you now they are both 18 and dangerous. Really a couple of good guys and both, I think propel each other forward. I really would like to see them when they my age. When they get back home I think possibly they're going to save up again and travel to Russia and study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Systema&lt;/span&gt;, then move on to Thailand for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Muay&lt;/span&gt; Thai and maybe even to work in Japan and study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804616376821634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsWJ-Bp4I/AAAAAAAAADg/aECAUXoxBXw/s320/n572746279_343730_9534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;performing&lt;/span&gt; a Mantis sword form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 18 I wanted to do something like that but my friends preferred going to the pub and/or playing computer games. I also made the regrettable mistake of going to college. Well these are the mistakes you make in your youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804610326696290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsVzbkEWI/AAAAAAAAADY/UWRQLrzbLvk/s320/mhh_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my turn. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; had just finished. He nodded as he walked past me. I jumped around a bit like someone who was about to enter a boxing ring which later I found out people thought was quite funny as everyone else holds their hands together and look very serious. In all honesty, the way I was feeling I was ready for a fight not a form. I clasped my hands together bowed before walking on and before I knew it I was walking off with my hands clasped. I barely remember performing. I can't remember what I did. As I was walking everyone was clapping which is kind of mandatory anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804598738038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsVIQnL7I/AAAAAAAAADI/rV6WBQud23I/s320/mhh_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I had people congratulating me on my form. A lot of people said they have not seen the Mantis basics performed and was impressed. Everyone pretty much commented on how powerful and stable I looked. I don't know if that's code for you wasn't graceful and fluid. One of the mantis students filmed it, I'll see if I can get it on for you to see. I have to view it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275804601424089538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsVSRBEcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KiLjtL0fa_0/s320/mhh_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later was the stair run. My last recorded time was 35.16. Unfortunately last week I missed the run so was looking forward to making up for that today. I was up and down in 7.30min so if I kept that pace it would be completed in 30min. But keeping that pace is extremely hard. After the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; one I was pretty much exhausted and wanted to stop which I would have done if it wasn't for my desire to beat my time. When I was tired I just looked down at my watch and instantly knew what I had to do. After the 3rd I was pouring with sweat and breathing like a maniac. This is when the motivating voice of Mr. T popped into my head shouted "move fool". I would like to personally thank my mental vocal reenactment of Mr. T as I completed the run in 31.12. I think the average time for most is about 40-45min and the fit guys who have been here the longest, is about 30min. Lets see what next week brings. Hopefully some new running shoes as the ones I have are slowly being worn down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809364059380530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdwqgdwWzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uUKfp7OvsfE/s320/MrT15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;"Move fool"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a completely uneventful day of watching Bewitched, Mind Body and Kick Ass Moves, eating crap and lounging around like a slob. Though I had a nice chat with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; and later was treated to one of the most beautiful midnight skies I have ever seen. It did bring a tear to my eye. You don't get nights like this in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday again like Saturday was lounging around, watched Open Season, half of Kiss of the Dragon and ate like a loser. Just in case it sounds to luxurious here I should let you know we have no water as they have a drought here. No water, for washing, showers and toilets. I can't begin to tell you what sights I've seen and the smells I've encountered when I've walked in to the toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my second book; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Conversations-God-Uncommon-Dialogue-Book/dp/0399142789/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1229255176&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Conversation with God by Neale Donald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Walsch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A very good book. Basically the author claims to have had conversations with God and documents these conversations. I would definitely recommend this book. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; refers to this book as his bible. It is more in tune with my line of thinking on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Chi to all that read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake and bake, people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-7834747804399774591?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7834747804399774591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/grading-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/7834747804399774591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/7834747804399774591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/grading-day.html' title='China 7 months: Grading Day'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/STdsr-bg6RI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Sqe_le9Ca_Y/s72-c/n572746279_343748_531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8743280534967752521</id><published>2008-11-18T01:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:39:59.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for a bit</title><content type='html'>I'm off to a meditation centre in Thailand. Their is strictly no contact with the outside world. Maybe there till the 28th December. So no blog posts until i'm finished there.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good Christmas and New Years in advance, just in case i'm still meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love and Compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8743280534967752521?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8743280534967752521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/away-for-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8743280534967752521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8743280534967752521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/away-for-bit.html' title='Away for a bit'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8177377634803149795</id><published>2008-11-13T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:44:49.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='form'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: What's Been Happening</title><content type='html'>What's been happening &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's getting hotter. I'm sure it was in the high 30's today. Their seems to be a direct correlation between the temperature and the amount, size and color of the bugs. They're everywhere and they bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the new students in my class was bit by some wasp like thing with green eyes and visible fangs and another student was bitten by something that left fang marks in his arm. The student with the fang marks became convinced that his arm was going to fall off or that he's arm will need to be amputated. His at the hospital right now having it checked out.I check my shoes for scorpions every time before I put them on. Four doors down from me a scorpion was found in one of the students rooms. If you take a 10 min walk from the academy you will find a bunch of women selling fruit and surprisingly in a blue bowl beside them, scorpions! Not for pets but as a snack of some sort. I think you're meant to kill it then fry it. Not surprisingly it apparently tastes like chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a grading tomorrow. Students are graded each month in front of all the students and masters by performing a form from their particular martial art. The Preying Mantis "basic step" form lasts only about a minute but is very intricate. I'm actually looking forward to performing tomorrow but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;, another Preying Mantis student is not, in his own words he's "bricking it".&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; started a week before I arrived and is staying a year. He has to be one of the funniest guys here. At first I thought he whined to much but he does put the effort in and I can see his mind and body changing every week. It would not surprise me if he looked like Bruce Lee when he left, he now has a bit of a beer/fast food gut, but it is going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just want to mention what I've noticed about the Chinese apart from what I've mentioned already. Chinese men love to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;huck&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flem&lt;/span&gt; and spit. Every morning I'm greeted by one of the masters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hucking&lt;/span&gt; his guts up and spitting in the communal sink; nice. In fact I would say they take pride in it. The more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flem&lt;/span&gt; you can accumulate with the most amount of sound, the higher up you are on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hucker&lt;/span&gt; hierarchy. They don't seem embarrassed at all about picking their nose or farting in public. They don't use tissue when blowing their nose. The floor holds a perfect place in which to aim the snot. They also seem to love singing when ever they can. What embarrasses most westerners the Chinese take pride in, such as one Masters love of techno music and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Venga&lt;/span&gt; Boys. I'm embarrassed for him but he doesn't care, he just turns up the volume.&lt;br /&gt;I would tell him he's a loser but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid he would kill me with his little toe and i think hearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom boom boom boom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you in my room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's spend the night together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From now until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boom&lt;/span&gt; boom boom boom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna double &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Let's&lt;/span&gt; spend the night together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i departed would create so much hate in me that i would be sent straight to Hell where they probably have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Venga&lt;/span&gt; Boys on a 24hr loop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268090413063943938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRwEUbNRNwI/AAAAAAAAACg/Yap-rb_AWgk/s320/vengaboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Vengaboys&lt;/span&gt;=hell on Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep the chi real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8177377634803149795?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8177377634803149795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-been-happening-china-10th-of-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8177377634803149795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8177377634803149795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-been-happening-china-10th-of-may.html' title='China 7 months: What&apos;s Been Happening'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRwEUbNRNwI/AAAAAAAAACg/Yap-rb_AWgk/s72-c/vengaboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8729112402302304019</id><published>2008-11-08T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:44:09.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ninjitsu'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: The Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been up and down as I had a fantastic weekend but the week seemed, at times tedious and uneventful and I have been ill for most of it. I don't think my digestive system likes the food here, though it is better than I expected it isn't what I would call good. I really really &lt;strong&gt;want a steak!&lt;/strong&gt; I have decided to cut the poisonous porridge from my diet as I think the boiled eggs will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440115712515874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRm04Iyv3yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Tt5FFMhn0pM/s320/Steak-gate!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sparred with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday and came to the conclusion that I need to sort my life out. I am fitter, stronger, leaner and faster but was being slapped about and for some reason I found it hard to hit him. It was not finding the target that was the problem but my brain would not let me cause harm to another human being. This is something I plan on rectifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watching the *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ninjitsu&lt;/span&gt; class last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; it became clear to me that combat comes down to footwork, timing, distance, angles, technique and reaction. The speed of your reaction and the reaction you want your opponent to have i.e. do you want them to go backwards, forward, flex, extend, do want to break, push, remove or cause pain and psychology is probably the biggest factor because if you have all the physical requirements but your inner voice is screaming "no not the face, please not the face!" you will be beaten worse than a skin head at a Black Panther convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440106821381730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRm03nq77mI/AAAAAAAAACI/oDP4XvdeJgo/s320/ninja.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Timing, speed, footwork and to look good in black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A lot of question have been running through my head lately, like, what am going to do when I get back to London(if indeed i do go back), where do I want to live (country), who am I, career etc. There are so many things I would like to do but it comes down to money and time. The mountains create a perfect backdrop to having such thoughts run through your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440101172259122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRm03SoFKTI/AAAAAAAAACA/i4ux7y2yiRM/s320/n572746279_343704_2653.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Best place to come and ask questions and sit waiting silently for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every Friday all the students get to do the stair run which is grueling to say the least especially in 35 degree heat. My time last week was 35:16 so was really hyped about smashing my time this Friday but my stomach was not really up to it, so instead i went to the cave where apparently Zen Buddhism started. I went before when I did the stair crawl with Tom but haven't been back since. It was great, after spending very little time meditating in the cave I left feeling completely relaxed and calm. I had no question to answer and everything made sense again. Those 8 Immortals really do have an affect or maybe the incense they use in the cave is "special".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267440095385380578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRm029EYZuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GIJztJtEquE/s320/n572746279_334913_8337.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The 8 Immortals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Two of the students at the academy are quite accomplished in the art of Ninjitsu (2nd dan and 5th dan). They have kindly offered to teach once a week on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope everyone is well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8729112402302304019?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8729112402302304019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-china-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8729112402302304019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8729112402302304019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-china-10th-of-may-to-26th-of-nov.html' title='China 7 months: The Week'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRm04Iyv3yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Tt5FFMhn0pM/s72-c/Steak-gate!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8555461657875441202</id><published>2008-11-07T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:42:44.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Schedule</title><content type='html'>5.30- in the school yard or by a river near the national park I perform my own Chi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;, breathing squats, downward dogs, then I perform the Praying Mantis forms very slowly as a form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt; Chi, meditate for 5-10min then I have a quick cold shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.00- breakfast which currently is porridge with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; powder, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goji&lt;/span&gt; berries, honey and peanut butter. Later changed to fruit, *4-6 boiled eggs and a cup of Green tea which worked for me much better especially when i implemented my own training into the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30-10 training Mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30-11.30 training Mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30-3 reading, nap, computer stuff, drink a litre of *Green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-4.30 training Mantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30-6 my own training which usually involves body weight movements, weights, energy system work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30- dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.0- slow walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.0- a cold shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30- read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.0- sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this schedule. Sleeping at 9 and waking at 5.30 is the best sleep pattern &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever had. I feel fantastic. Sleep quality and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; is real important to me, if i have less than 8hrs of sleep, or have to wake before light (which is the case when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; seeing clients) i feel like crap even when everything in my life is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green tea has been used for thousands of years as a beverage and therapeutic agent. In countries such as Japan and China, the drinking of teas has remained a commonality among the people of these countries. Green tea has antioxidants that help against the breakdown of tissue. In fact, studies have been done using green tea to help with certain Cancers. It has many benefits which include improved fat loss, a cancer preventative, helping with diarrhea, protecting the skin from sun damage and even tooth decay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty good off drinking a litre a day. Used to in London take in supplementation form which is also good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may say aren't i worried about the amount of Cholesterol &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; consuming. The only thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; concerned with is not eating enough. Cholesterol gives structural integrity to your cells and is needed for certain hormones. Cholesterol will only attach itself to the walls of the arteries to protect them from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;poison&lt;/span&gt; that may be floating through your bloodstream from eating crap or taking drugs, medical or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is made worse if adequate antioxidants are not consumed. It's not the Cholesterol, it's the state of the persons body consuming the Cholesterol. Ever since everyone has started avoiding Cholesterol, Saturated fats and fats in general there has been a steady increase in brain disorders such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt;. The brain is 70% fat and the rest is protein. Don't eat enough fat, then prepare to get stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention reported that Alzheimer’s disease is now the sixth-leading cause of death in the United States, surpassing diabetes. Diabetes caused by eating to much sugar and grains and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; caused by not eating enough fat and protein yet the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Governments&lt;/span&gt; of modern society still insist that the average citizen should consume anywhere from 6-11 servings of grains a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Rates (i use American stats because they are usually a good indicator of the state of the rest of modern society)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st heart disease&lt;br /&gt;2nd cancer&lt;br /&gt;3rd &lt;a href="http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2000/07/30/doctors-death-part-one.aspx"&gt;doctors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;6th alzheimer&lt;br /&gt;7th diabetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern eating+modern medicine to combat modern living= misery, pain and death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8555461657875441202?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8555461657875441202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/schedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8555461657875441202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8555461657875441202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/schedule.html' title='China 7 months: Schedule'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-1086165670029505700</id><published>2008-11-05T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:42:15.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massage'/><title type='text'>China 7 months:The Massage and the Indignity</title><content type='html'>Apparently you can get an hour long Chinese style massage in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; of 2 English pounds. Sounds great. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;catched&lt;/span&gt; a taxi with Hannah (cool British girl) and Ursula (away with the fairies Polish girl) to get a massage. We arrived to find different rooms with different amounts of beds in them. We were shown to a room with four beds so as to have our massages together but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hannah&lt;/span&gt; was not to happy about that situation so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and I waited for another room to become available. As I was sitting, waiting I observed that this is unlike any massage establishment I have ever been. I'm not saying that it's not a massage place, but I would not be surprised if by night it was not a brothel. It was just a feeling I got. About 10min later we were ushered into room and told to lay on our backs. I saw a man in another room having a face massage so I thought great. Whilst in Japan one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yuki's&lt;/span&gt; friends was a face masseur and performed some techniques on me, and they felt wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lay&lt;/span&gt; down, eyes closed, relaxed looking forward to the anticipated bliss i was about to receive when I was suddenly smacked in the face. The adrenaline started pumping, but assumed this is what they do in China so kept eyes closed and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;remained calm&lt;/span&gt;. She laid her hands on my eye brows and proceeded to try and rub my&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; FACE OFF!&lt;/span&gt; It was like she wanted to see my skull. She pinched and prodded around my eyes; I did not open my eyes from the fear of losing them. She moved down to my nose and lips where again she tried her best to erase my facial features from my cranium. Then my ears. I was thinking no not the ears, I like sound. She stuck her fingers into my ears and then brutally and insultingly rubbed my own ear wax into my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard laughter it was the other girl laughing at the fact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; had a lot hair on his stomach. My girl seemed interested and stopped to have look and feel. Great a rest bite. She came back and literally started punching my head, no jokes, actual closed fist, full on Mike Tyson abuse on my head. I was a little worried about now, but &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;stayed cool&lt;/span&gt;. Then she started punching and smacking my legs with obvious enthusiasm, narrowly missing my groin. I was actually worried that if she made a misplaced hit I might be left infertile. Then she grabbed my foot, span my leg and viciously pushed my own knee towards my face. She was assaulting me with my own limbs, this girl was a pro. After slapping my shins for 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; I was instructed to take my top off and turn onto my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRGEBUTCK-I/AAAAAAAAABw/3-x5N3_nlLA/s1600-h/TYSONhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265134597536099298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRGEBUTCK-I/AAAAAAAAABw/3-x5N3_nlLA/s320/TYSONhome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good boxer, bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;masseus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the panic kicked as I was sun burnt on my neck and shoulders. As I lied there thinking, there is a reason why its 2 pounds she pushed her face into mine, pointed to my sun burnt skin and started laughing. I just pointed to the sky and said nervously "yeah the sun". This is when the random, unprovoked violence when up a notch. She actually tried whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heartily&lt;/span&gt; to rub the skin from my spine, including my neck. Remember there is no oil used in this massage. When she failed at doing that, though the skin from my sun burnt was coming off. She just brushed it away and laughed, probably thought job well done. I wanted to tell her all my secrets but she was not interrogating me, it just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saved her special moves till last. A special technique were you punch your victim and then smack them immediately in the same spot, from low back to neck several times over. After that she must have been bored as she just randomly pinched, poked, prodded and smacked where ever she felt whilst she talked with the other girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it was done, they left. I sat up in relief and asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; "do I still have my face". He just laughed but I was grateful the answer was yes. I left the room and thanked, God, Buddha, Allah anyone who was really listening, for giving me the strength to withstand such a beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down stairs and the, I think manager and the girls that massaged us brought cherries and a watermelon. I think so as to help the healing process but I believe a counselor, priest and an ambulance would have been more suitable. Before we left all the staff got very exited and started taking photos of all of us, I suspect it's there form of a trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it out in one piece feeling like I really needed a massage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-1086165670029505700?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1086165670029505700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/massage-and-indignity-china-10th-of-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1086165670029505700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1086165670029505700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/massage-and-indignity-china-10th-of-may.html' title='China 7 months:The Massage and the Indignity'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SRGEBUTCK-I/AAAAAAAAABw/3-x5N3_nlLA/s72-c/TYSONhome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-6325415899341195555</id><published>2008-11-04T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:55:29.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kunyu shan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facilities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: ่่่่่The Place, People and Facilities</title><content type='html'>The people here are very cool, friendly, relaxed, funny and sociable individuals. Most are on a gap year before university, some are here because there is nothing else back home, some to get away from alcohol and drugs (mostly weed), some are here to find themselves and others are here just for the martial arts/China experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here is pretty young as I am one the oldest. The dynamics work well here. It feels like a little family. They really are an eclectic mix of people who I really enjoy being around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning to anyone who is thinking of traveling here do not go through the organization "real gap" as they charge double and deliver nothing additional. Go through the academy website which is &lt;a href="http://www.chinashaolins.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.chinashaolins.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place and people are not as "hard core" as I thought they would be, but there are some. The young males provide the competitive edge and extra enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students can stay between 1 month and 5 years but for the most part people stay a max of about a year though one of the girls i met is staying possibly for 2 years. I don't blame her. It is great here. For 2000&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt; a year you have your rent and food covered and there are no additional taxes or bills to deal with. If you bought an extra 1500 you could eat out near enough every night, have massages, go to springs/spas every week, buy niceties for your room, basically live like a king for a year whilst living in the mountains learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English make up most of the students (mostly Londoners), then Americans, Norwegians, a few Icelandic, a few Irish, 1 Canadian, 1 Bosnian, 1 Scottish, 1 Mexican, 1 Indian, 1 Welsh, 1 South African, and 1 Australian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Masters are really cool people. My master is quite a charming man. He is always giving us lectures which I don't think the translation gives them total justice. He tries to create a family feel as he refers to our group as brothers. He is tough. The skin around his arms and hands are thick which is not surprising as he is always hitting something and thankfully it's the trees that get most of his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is an amazing sight of stunning mountains, greenery, farm land, farmers and little roaming dogs that I think don't really belong to anyone. I think the Chinese call them breakfast, lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite time during the week is the when I routinely walk after dinner. I walk as slow as I can without coming to a standstill, breathing slowly, purposefully and simply absorbing the sights and sounds. It is during this time that I dread going back to London. When I look up at the mountains I'm compelled to think that they hold a truth. I don't know how to explain it but there is a truth in them. I don't know what that truth is, but I feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8vc3LjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/enV9eNm8PBc/s1600-h/n572746279_343667_5299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035562879233586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8vc3LjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/enV9eNm8PBc/s320/n572746279_343667_5299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREq5d4LLdI/AAAAAAAAABE/B0U_kJ4uPR0/s1600-h/n572746279_343708_8087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036606133972434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREq5d4LLdI/AAAAAAAAABE/B0U_kJ4uPR0/s320/n572746279_343708_8087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road I walk on is generally free of people but occasionally I'll be greeted by farmers or there wives and simply nod my head in greeting or say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt;", which is hello. The local community are friendly enough, scruffy, weathered and wrinkled in appearance and much darker than the Chinese I see in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many cars use the road just outside the academy it is mostly used by noisy tractors, motor bikes and bicycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8EaQbaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XK4_-tnq4M8/s1600-h/n572746279_334777_6589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035551325580706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8EaQbaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XK4_-tnq4M8/s320/n572746279_334777_6589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facilities are basic which I like but when you realize how much money the academy is making you know they could turn it into the Ritz if they wanted to. The currency is 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;RMB&lt;/span&gt; to 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt; and when I was paying in cash part of what I owe the academy which was 5000 Yuan, one of the translators present had her head forward, eyes widened and I cant be certain but I'm petty sure I saw some dribble. I actually felt her stare burn my fingers as I was counting the money. The 5000 was only a third of what I had to pay, can you imagine if she had seen the "full whack". This academy makes some serious cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp7vsEnNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VBpIKmb0Qg8/s1600-h/n572746279_334776_5220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035545763159250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp7vsEnNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VBpIKmb0Qg8/s320/n572746279_334776_5220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantis training room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The academy is a large building with about 26 bedrooms, 2 showers, 1 laundry room, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; room, dining room and 4 training rooms all varying in size. The rooms are a nice size and are usually occupied by two students, but now for the next 2 months, we've been told there will be 3 to a room which is 1 too many. In fact I was told there are 30 students when I arrived, now there is close to 50 and someone suggested before I leave there will close to 70 students. The toilets are basic, 2 Western and 1 Chinese per floor. The toilets I guess are not equipped to deal with toilet paper, so all paper is to be put in a bucket that's placed beside the bowl. FYI a whole class has got the "runs" and I think everyone has experienced that here; it's the rice and porridge combo! Which means you have the pleasure of experiencing some interesting sights, sounds and smells when entering the WC. All part of the adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8AhUzDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5VQfvi-SuWk/s1600-h/n572746279_334780_861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035550281485362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8AhUzDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5VQfvi-SuWk/s320/n572746279_334780_861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8nzOR4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/1kkM8X-O5l4/s1600-h/n572746279_338079_8650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035560825538434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8nzOR4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/1kkM8X-O5l4/s320/n572746279_338079_8650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one electric shower and one solar heated shower. The electric shower is inside the main building and has hot/warm running water all the time. I prefer to use the solar shower. It's dirty and the water is cold depending when you use it, but I like it. No one really uses the solar shower apart from me, a frog I've seen a couple of times and a few others students which means no queues. I also think having cold showers create a bit of discipline and is in fact, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i personally believe having a cold shower encourages Thyroid function, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Acetylcholine&lt;/span&gt; production, Collagen manufacture, the use of brown fatty acids and wakening the dive response. I can't actually prove any of this as it is purely anecdotal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thyroid function: Adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Acetylcholine&lt;/span&gt;: neurotransmitter associated with higher levels of perception, Nirvana, cognitive function, muscle unit recruitment.&lt;br /&gt;*Collagen: building block of connective structures such as ligament, skin&lt;br /&gt;*Brown fat: used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;predominantly&lt;/span&gt; after hibernation periods&lt;br /&gt;*Dive response: changes blood flow towards the heart and brain, increases red blood cell count and slows oxygen consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is basic. Mostly 5 plates consisting of 3 different meals. Typically its cabbage with small pieces of chicken, a plate of onions and a plate of canned tomatoes with a little scrambled egg. The students and I our genuinely excited when on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mondays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt; we have "orange chicken", dumplings on Thursday and I can't remember what day but during the week we are treated to a small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;omelet&lt;/span&gt; that is shared between 6 people. It's not bad, not great but better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The academy and the students are definitely not what I expected. Before coming to the Academy i had envisioned the training to be brutal, the food scarce and the global focus intense but at times it felt like a summer camp, which is nice but it's not what I came for. The way I looked at it, was because of the summer camp feel it actually is more of a test because if everyone was disciplined, there was no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, the Masters were strict and the academy shop didn't sell sweets, crisps, ice cream and other crap it would be easy to be disciplined but with all the distractions it is more of a challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-6325415899341195555?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6325415899341195555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/place-people-and-facilities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6325415899341195555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6325415899341195555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/place-people-and-facilities.html' title='China 7 months: ่่่่่The Place, People and Facilities'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREp8vc3LjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/enV9eNm8PBc/s72-c/n572746279_343667_5299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-8123991675906346766</id><published>2008-10-25T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:51:00.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driver'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Cheap DVDs and suicidal taxi drivers</title><content type='html'>It was the weekend and as is the routine of most students, i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt; city and around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Muping&lt;/span&gt;. We took a taxi van into town. The Chinese style of driving has to be experienced to be believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver plays Chinese style happy hardcore with an 80's twist as his driving. At one point our taxi driver who has a similar glare to Clint Eastwood, with a hint of a Jack Nicholson (think &lt;a href="http://www.jacknicholson.org/insidecuck.html" target="_blank"&gt;One flew over the cuckoo's nest&lt;/a&gt;) expression, decided that driving on four empty lanes simply was not good enough. He crossed lanes into on coming traffic and played chicken with a lorry. It was the funniest thing. The thing is, his not an exception but the complete norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261033594709655250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SQLyLiQQvtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eS4C68EiFtQ/s320/OneFlewBibbit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wanna go for a ride kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A majority of the people i was with wanted to checkout the DVD store, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where we headed for. We arrived safely to find a store that had a second entrance behind one of its posters. Illegal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt; galore and at 40p a pop, not bad. I did not buy any as I do not have any room in my back pack but everyone else when absolutely "nuts". I've never seen a group of people so happy. You could buy the box set of the 24 series 1-5 for only 6 pounds and it was good quality. We later asked the driver to take us to a restaurant that was cheap and good. We had our own private room. It was not flashy but nice. All we wanted was meat, veg and some rice. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brung&lt;/span&gt; in 9 plates of food, good food, and we each had about 4 drinks each and individually it cost less than 2 pound each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking China and the other students. Starting to feel very much at home here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-8123991675906346766?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8123991675906346766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheap-dvds-and-suicidal-taxi-drivers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8123991675906346766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/8123991675906346766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheap-dvds-and-suicidal-taxi-drivers.html' title='China 7 months: Cheap DVDs and suicidal taxi drivers'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SQLyLiQQvtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eS4C68EiFtQ/s72-c/OneFlewBibbit3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-287283801169868617</id><published>2008-10-20T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:49:30.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaolin crawling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crawling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immortals'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: Shaolin Step Crawling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not far from the academy, about a 40min walk away is a cave where the 8 Immortals have said to have been and where Zen Buddhism started. To get to the cave you must go up the mountain near by (same place where Mantis is taught) and also up a long collection of steps. Tom and I decided to visit there after breakfast with the intent of crawling down the steps, old school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; style, hardcore baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247665827254401810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN0RD10exI/AAAAAAAAA2I/OSHn_GccJCU/s320/2557294907_50738bf300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hardcore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had done a lot of crawling training before. It's fantastic exercise. I only did 4 main crawls; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alligator&lt;/span&gt;, side ways, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caterpillar&lt;/span&gt; and the bear but never down steps. So i was looking forward to trying something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a couple of the guys here had done it and said it was one of the hardest exercises they have ever done. This made me curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the top of the steps and caught our breath before entering the cave. Just walking up the steps themselves is exercise and it's also very humid here to. On entering the small cave we were greeted with 8 statues of the 8 immortals and pillows on the floor so as to kneel before the statues. I sat in a traditional Japanese kneeling pose and Tom in a cross legged position. It was so calm and peaceful in the cave. I felt my breathing slow and my heart drop about 10 beats. My mind was clear and relaxed; this is truly a wonderful place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247666917047311778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1QfosnaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/EfsIQ-s2NVM/s320/n572746279_334910_3794.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247666918085612306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1QjgP0xI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/t421A1cYg2I/s320/n572746279_334913_8337.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After meditating for a while we climbed to the top of the mountain and took in the amazing view of the far reaching landscape of which included the Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247666923947865666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1Q5V6tkI/AAAAAAAAA2g/HfJtxkm0PdM/s320/n572746279_335107_8489.jpg" width="388" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loved the views. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247663244797452290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNNx6vcGoAI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/jtwlRRybR7E/s320/n572746279_335136_6876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The longest journey starts with the first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Came back down to the cave and started the crawl down the steps. Straight away my back started aching, then my shoulders, then my abs. I was in real trouble. About 15min in, the sweat started pouring off Tom and I which is understandable as it was about 30+degrees and the sun was unrelenting. We had a strategy of picking a point and having a 30sec rest when we reached it. My mind kept on telling me to stop but I knew that when I eventually make it to the end I would be a better human being than I was at the beginning. A very strong motivating thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247667093274302082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1awIfFoI/AAAAAAAAA24/hBLWLQH2M6M/s320/n572746279_338036_8796.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"i will be a better Human Being, i will be a better Human Being" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;About half way, just before the longest and steepest part of the crawl, a group of Chinese tourists came by and started taking photos and talking to us. I think it was a girls school. They must have thought "what are these crazy white boys doing". One of the teachers could speak a little English and was inquiring to what we were doing. We explained that this is traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; training. He seemed interested. The girls seemed struck. I felt like David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Beckham&lt;/span&gt;. They were taking photos, filming us and giggling every 5 seconds. I suppose we are a slightly unusual sight as we were English, crawling, had are tops off and Tom is covered in tattoos. It was real funny experience and gave us an fortuitous opportunity to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247666925107916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1Q9qfrSI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ztlbVbiZH3s/s320/n572746279_335134_7814.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248010178379443858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNStc7vw7pI/AAAAAAAAA3A/yruPcCXQXco/s320/n572746279_335133_5512.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247666923442955858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN1Q3diZlI/AAAAAAAAA2w/G5pP7CGtKFc/s320/n572746279_335135_9017.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard going all the way, especially as I had cut my hand about half way and loss about 50% of water from my body from sweating. We finished in about 30-40min, felt awesome and had some food which was simply some nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and I agreed to train later in the day. It had everything, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;deadlifts&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;burpees&lt;/span&gt;, skipping, pull ups, press ups, sprints, bag beat and a lot more. Bag beat is lying a punch bag on the floor getting on top of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt; style and beating it none stop for 45sec. I just pretend that the bag is someone who has tried to steal my steak. I suggest everyone try this as it is great fun. Remember you have to go all out psycho on the bag, otherwise there is no point. My veins had popped up, and adrenaline pumping after that session I was on cloud nine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; saw me and said I looked pumped I replied "it's the chi flowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 8pm and I finished the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Four-Agreements-Practical-Personal-Freedom/dp/1878424505/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1221818993&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;"The Four Agreements" by Don Miguel Ruiz&lt;/a&gt;. It was given to me for the trip from my work colleague Ken. It is a cool book, very easy to read and sums up and explains everything nicely. It is a spiritual/motivational type book. I would recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four Agreements is a very simple book to read and understand. Don Miguel uses the knowledge and principles of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Toltecs&lt;/span&gt;; a ancient group of of scientists, artists and spiritualists to help people of today survive modern age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, four precepts are put forward in which the reader should try to implement into daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be Impeccable With Your Words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't Take Anything Personally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't Make Assumptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Always Do Your Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author explains each one in such a simple way that you can immediately put the words into action or well at least try. Everything takes practice including the agreements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i really liked about the book is it's simplicity and straight forward approach. You can easily read this book over and over again and each time it will enforce what has already been learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep by 9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-287283801169868617?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/287283801169868617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/shaolin-step-crawling-china-10th-of-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/287283801169868617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/287283801169868617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/shaolin-step-crawling-china-10th-of-may.html' title='China 7 months: Shaolin Step Crawling'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SNN0RD10exI/AAAAAAAAA2I/OSHn_GccJCU/s72-c/2557294907_50738bf300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-1037747892692463400</id><published>2008-10-20T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:47:13.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: First Mantis Lesson</title><content type='html'>First session of Praying Mantis consisted of a 10min jog, static stretches, dynamic stretches and hip mobility exercises. First thing the Master did was put me in a horse stance with both arms up and i was told hold this pose. I held this pose for what seemed like an eternity. We were in a small, dark room, the sun was shining so brightly outside, sweat pouring from my body, my arms and legs were shaking. I knew I was in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243613153836434482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SMUOYa38hDI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mNa4IxferH8/s320/n572746279_334720_7146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt;, a new student, practice holding different stances for pretty much the whole session to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243613156995833202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SMUOYmpNHXI/AAAAAAAAAeg/S58Nyp8lKXs/s320/n572746279_334776_5220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon session was held up in the mountains. About a 30 min walk from the academy. It is always hot and it's up hill all the way; excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place looks amazing but is not as tranquil as it looks as there is a building site not too far away.I think a temple is being built as a future tourist attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243622576528758626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SMUW85I3F2I/AAAAAAAAAew/Gh_f546_-Gg/s320/n572746279_342925_3650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mantis students consisted of mostly English and one Canadian. All young guys. I and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seb&lt;/span&gt; being the eldest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-1037747892692463400?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1037747892692463400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-real-training-day-china-10th-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1037747892692463400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1037747892692463400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-real-training-day-china-10th-of.html' title='China 7 months: First Mantis Lesson'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SMUOYa38hDI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mNa4IxferH8/s72-c/n572746279_334720_7146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-6660384565210824691</id><published>2008-10-20T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:45:26.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kunyu shan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaolin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: First "Real" Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="main-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="main section" id="main"&gt;&lt;div class="widget Blog" id="Blog1"&gt;&lt;div class="blog-posts hfeed"&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"&gt;&lt;a name="8722502168578280241"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Ori and I woke up for our first "real" day at the Academy. Arrived early for the Tai Chi class that starts at 6am. This gave us an opportunity to talk to some of the students that had also turned up early. Whilst talking we found out recently a student had broken his leg during sparring and another had dislocated his shoulder and quite a few had sprained or injured their ankles. This got me thinking a little, but wasn't phased at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai chi and chi kung were cool but the Tai Chi was a little slow and I felt pointless for me but chi kung I felt had a purpose. Breathing is the most functional movement and air and all the goodness it contains is the second in importance in my nutritional hierachy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast consisted of over boiled eggs. They heat the eggs up every morning until the students have eaten them. Everyone seemed to have porridge which they bought from the city shops. The academy supplies soya milk powder to mix with the porridge and hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a tour of all the classes of which there is 1 Baji, 3 Shaolin and 1 Praying Mantis class. Firstly though was the introduction of Ori and I to the 30 or so students. Whilst outside we stood in front of the other students and introduced ourselves then one by one to the Masters and translators. After that it started to rain and one of the Masters shouted something and everyone started to run out of the school towards a near by hill. So I followed. As I was running over the rocky ground, in the rain, my blood pumping, lungs working, taking in the majestic view of the near by mountains I started to feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720225320808498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL5Uxeo6MDI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eNMa-Vb9N4E/s320/shaolin0813.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the run which was only about 10 min Rollend proceeded to show and explain each class to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do Shaolin as that's the one i've heard of and upon viewing it's the most suited to my personality and physical attributes and Mantis just looks funny. Though one of the Shaolin Masters advised me to train in Praying Mantis as he felt i wasn't strong enough. A little strange as in my opinion i would be in the top 5 based upon athleticism out of the students of the school. But i went with the flow and agreed to a 2 week trial of Mantis. Ori chose Shaolin and was accepted without incidence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720216972144418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL5Uw_ibryI/AAAAAAAAAWU/d8mKdqAHxOU/s320/prayin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Deadly but funny looking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went pretty quick. Dinner consisted of a plate of rice, chopped onions, cabbage with meat that no one seemed to know what it was. I was expecting a bowl of watery rice so I was pleasantly surprised but pretty much every other student hates the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later whilst shivering from the freezing cold shower in one of the dirtiest showers I have ever seen, I quietly smiled to myself and again felt good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720215449124626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL5Uw53UPxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/sz2kMvuZBdk/s320/n572746279_338082_1131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The shower i shared with the bugs and frogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- spacer for skins that want sidebar and main to be the same height--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-6660384565210824691?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6660384565210824691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of-nov_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6660384565210824691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6660384565210824691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of-nov_20.html' title='China 7 months: First &quot;Real&quot; Day'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL5Uxeo6MDI/AAAAAAAAAWc/eNMa-Vb9N4E/s72-c/shaolin0813.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-6745975610472773390</id><published>2008-10-20T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:41:49.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kunyu shan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hike'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: The Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="main-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="main section" id="main"&gt;&lt;div class="widget Blog" id="Blog1"&gt;&lt;div class="blog-posts hfeed"&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"&gt;&lt;a name="3966092218560763797"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I was eating my boiled eggs on Sunday morning with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and Tom. Tom is a 20 year old from a town not to far from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Middleborough&lt;/span&gt; and is going to be, in my opinion a "double hard bastard". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interpreter&lt;/span&gt;) comes to our table and asked in an excited voice "do you want to go for a hike". We all said yes, packed some supplies and off we went. The hike was to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kunyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; National Park. Just walking to the national park was a worth while experiencing simply because the beauty of the surroundings. There is usually a charge for visiting the park but students from the academy get in free. This is an attempt to encourage foreigners over and turn the park into a tourist attraction which I feel will only lead to the downfall of this wonderful area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon as we entered the park it was amazingly tranquil and stunning. I'm a city boy so was in awe of the place. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; mentioned that we are going to the highest peak in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt; and we have to go up some stairs to get there. But before that there is about 1.5-2hr walk which was fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked past mountains, rivers, lakes and waterfalls and just chatted and took photos. It was an extremely hot and I started to feel a little sun burnt already. My ancestry is Irish so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not really built for the Sun. We checked out some cave like structures. It was fantastic. About 2hrs later we played around on a rope bridge which was by the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241362915469442146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0PzTt2PGI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AuidUQdoJnI/s320/n572746279_335109_8725.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Now you know what a potential "double hard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bastard&lt;/span&gt;" looks like&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241362919223423730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0Pzhs3cvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MjSTlIL6OXw/s320/n572746279_343667_5299.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The road to paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;About an hour into the steps which seemed to go on forever and reminded me of the steps in Ace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ventura&lt;/span&gt; 2, we had sweat pouring off us all, except strangely energetic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed a well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; drops to the floor and fills his empty bottle with the well water which the local animals probably think twice about drinking. He jumps up and explains the virtues of the water whilst I, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;, Tom and the Chinese around us look at him in amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241363186015155202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0QDDk-NAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/8HQWeEdqiFE/s320/n726970239_701401_9029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The steps that go on forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese seem very friendly. As we were walking up uttering "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt;" to all the Chinese they respond by smiling and repeating, some even spoke a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;little English&lt;/span&gt; and say "hello".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241362917476339666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0PzbMVD9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/U-_2h6wOfCQ/s320/n572746279_335105_5524.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Love these views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a much needed quick break to admire the view. We were by a cliff edge over looking the mountains and forest. It was truly fantastic, utterly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;re energized&lt;/span&gt; me and strangely brought a tear to my eye. I almost felt like jumping straight off the mountain into the forest below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; said we are ½ way, we all thought he was joking but he was not. We stopped found a space by a tree and had lunch which consisted of cookies, nuts and dumplings. It was actually quite nice. After that we all jumped on a rock which was right on the cliff edge and again admired the sights and sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later we had reached the peak, 923metres above sea level. The whole journey was worth it. We stood on top on what looked like an abandoned building. Tom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and I and began performing chi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;. "Frigging quality" or as Tom would say "sound as".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241363181488160562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0QCytpvzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VWbpzou52Sw/s320/n726970239_701391_6319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down was so much easier then going up. On the way down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; literally started picking buds off a tree and eating them. I tried them they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, not great. We actually got back to the academy in about two hours. We had left at 8.45am and arrived back at 5.45pm. The whole experience was totally exhilarating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- spacer for skins that want sidebar and main to be the same height--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-6745975610472773390?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6745975610472773390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/hike-china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6745975610472773390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/6745975610472773390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/hike-china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of.html' title='China 7 months: The Hike'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SL0PzTt2PGI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AuidUQdoJnI/s72-c/n572746279_335109_8725.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-561712424265052476</id><published>2008-10-20T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:40:01.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall mart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaolin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weopons'/><title type='text'>China 7 months: First Saturday at the Kung fu Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Saturday is a day off for the students to relax and practice what they have learnt during the week. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240987111118406802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLu6AnadBJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QLU28cNv6g0/s320/n572746279_334718_4338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My room mate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240987111919339794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLu6AqZaSRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jOzc9uUAsxo/s320/n572746279_334719_5730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our wonderful room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I woke up about 4.30am in the room i was sharing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; and went for a walk, which was fantastic as we are up in the mountains and the views &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stuning&lt;/span&gt;, did some chi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; with the mountain air really enhancing it, stretched, read some Buddha quotes from a book my fellow Asian martial art traveler &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kemi&lt;/span&gt; gave to me before I left. It was 5.30 by the time I had finished so I just took in the view and relaxed until everyone else woke up for breakfast at 7. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240987115523505650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLu6A30tffI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NjOmdp97rD8/s320/n572746279_334777_6589.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just outside of Academy; beautiful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I love waking up before everyone. After eating two boiled eggs I noticed one of the students started watching a DVD. Where breakfast is eaten there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and DVD player . It was the comedy film &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eurotrip&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone gathered round in a huddle and watched. It is a very funny film especially if watched in a group. Really started the morning nicely. It was a great, almost family like feeling watching the movie in the morning. Though i had just arrived i found the atmosphere welcoming and pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240987120791833922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLu6BLcxzUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/gJY1N7IGBrk/s320/n572746279_334778_8006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Entrance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kunyu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; Martial Arts Academy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Later I found myself in a taxi heading for the city with 6 relatively new students to the academy including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;. The Chinese are slightly suicidal in there driving manner. I'm not totally convinced that you actually need a driving license out here. Drivers are changing lanes, beeping every 5 seconds and narrowly missing the crossing pedestrians. The pedestrians don't even look at the on coming traffic but actually look the opposite direction. I will not be surprised if I witness a car accident whilst I'm here, I just hope I'm not involved. Though all this did make the hour long journey a little more entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all decided a shopping trip was needed for supplies especially for me as I had brought so little. We went to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; which turned out to be a good idea as the signs also had English on them. We split up and decided to meet in half an hour outside. At one point during shopping I was ready to sign autographs as everybody was staring at me. I don't think many foreigners come through here as we did not see any others and obviously neither had the other shoppers. The young and the old especially stare quite hard. I actually found it quite funny, smiled a lot and kept repeating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hao&lt;/span&gt; which is hello in Chinese. At one point I was looking for deodorant and had 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; girls helping me. I pointed to my under arm and one of them went away and brought back wax and a razor. I laughed and with my hands gestured that this is not what I was looking for. The whole aisle section was paying attention to what I was doing and smiling. Eventually one of the girls brought me to the right section. Almost a comedy sketch. If your quite shy i don't think it would have been a pleasant experience but i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the guys needed weapons for there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; class. So we asked the cab driver to take us to a weapons shop. We arrived to find a little shop that sold every non-firing weapon available. For 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt; people were getting two kicking pads and a staff. Because of the cheapness of the weapons people went a little crazy. One dude bought two swords and another bought a metal whip with what looked like a metal bullet that had been sharpened attached to the end of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived back late afternoon we found that individually we had spent less than 20 pounds each. We basically did a weeks worth shopping, had a meal, bought weapons and hired a taxi for 6 hours, not bad. The funny thing is that we get charged foreign prices, which is more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good day and met some of the faces of the Academy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-561712424265052476?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/561712424265052476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of-nov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/561712424265052476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/561712424265052476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/china-10th-of-may-2007-to-26th-of-nov.html' title='China 7 months: First Saturday at the Kung fu Academy'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLu6AnadBJI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QLU28cNv6g0/s72-c/n572746279_334718_4338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-1395358563414815462</id><published>2008-10-20T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:39:08.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaolin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yantai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arival'/><title type='text'>A Thank You, Plans, Leaving and Arriving Day (England to China, May 10th 2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt;A Thank You, Plans, Leaving and Arriving  Day (England to China, May 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this  opportunity to thank everyone that saw me days before I left so as they could  wish me happy travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real heart felt thank you to Mum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Onna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;,  Peter, Simon, Charlotte, Claire, James, Michael &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Merlene&lt;/span&gt;, Enrique, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kemi&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;amp; Petra and everybody from work, Charmaine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lucja&lt;/span&gt;, Tim, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vikash&lt;/span&gt;, Ken,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Otaniyen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Janine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Amina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lodi&lt;/span&gt; that came to my staff leaving meal and  chipped in for my lovely 27oz steak. It was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239116149706246802" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLUUYVBAypI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9pcxkS8ya1A/s320/leavingparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thank you to all my wonderful clients, work colleagues and anyone  i may have forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two  countries that i want to visit. China to study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; and Thailand to train in  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Muay&lt;/span&gt; Thai. Apart from these two i really have no idea which other countries i  want to see or what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to do when i get there. I have no idea how long i  will travel for either. I will simply go with the flow of life and see what it  wants to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaving Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving day was emotionally a lot harder than I imagined it would be. The  whole day was a struggle, though for most of the time it seemed like any other  day but with spells of tears. Yes, tears (what!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239117568510676114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 305px; height: 217px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLUVq6eWTJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/aY673B-0jgs/s320/jyg.jpg" border="0" height="217" width="320" /&gt;Family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was Mum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Onna&lt;/span&gt; (sister), Peter (friend) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; (girl friend) who came to  the airport to see me off. I was in a very relaxed mood considering i was about  to embark on a life changing journey that involved leaving everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; grown  to love and am comfortable with. At one moment I almost fell asleep in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;  where we were eating. I sometimes become very relaxed when a situation has an  emotional or volatile charge to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at departures and i gave  everyone a hug I had to look up and away from their faces to stop myself from  crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst in the waiting room, the airport bus and in the plane,  thoughts of, am I really doing the right thing kept passing through my mind. My  life is filled with such beautiful people that I knew I would be feeling like  this so I was a little prepared for it. When the thoughts were overwhelming I  just quietened my mind and knew I was doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst in mid  flight I read a letter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt; had written for me. It was beautiful and touching;  thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Yuki&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Arriving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The flight was about 9hrs from London to Beijing. Which  was not too bad but Air China do not play movies which was a little  disappointing. Had to wait for 6 hours at the airport for my transfer flight to  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst walking around I had the feeling of being in an illusion  and was slightly disorientated. Though I did wake up when I sat in a tea shop at  the airport and asked for the price of a pot of green tea which the waitress  replied 180 Yuan which roughly equates to 12 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;GBP&lt;/span&gt;. How lucky I felt. I had found  the most expensive pot of tea in the world in an average looking establishment, in an  airport, in China. So I showed her the $6 I had and she said I could have 2 cups  of tea. It wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on the airplane to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt; I felt a little  disorientated and light headed. The flight was about an hour long and arrived at  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Yantai&lt;/span&gt; airport about 45min late. I was half expecting the translator from the  academy that I booked to pick me up, not to be there. But he was. A bright  faced, enthusiastic, smiling young man by the name of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;rollend&lt;/span&gt; greeted me at  arrivals. Along side a very grumpy looking taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same  flight as me was another student of the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt;, from America. The translator  seemed shocked that I only brought a relatively small back pack. We waited for  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; to get the rest of his, vast in comparison, luggage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once in the car we  had a q&amp;amp;a session, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; seemed to be the instigator of. He was  telling us about the mountains around the academy and the national park that is  also close by. I just kept quiet and listened. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Ori&lt;/span&gt; was very pleasant and  talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the academy about an hour later which was around  10pm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Rollend&lt;/span&gt; and one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt; masters showed us around facilities which  was very quiet as everyone was asleep. We were then shown our room. Went to  sleep shortly after that but not before setting the alarm for 5:20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  whole day was a blurry, disorientating, exciting and a completely surreal moment  in my life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-1395358563414815462?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1395358563414815462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-plans-leaving-and-arriving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1395358563414815462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/1395358563414815462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-plans-leaving-and-arriving.html' title='A Thank You, Plans, Leaving and Arriving Day (England to China, May 10th 2007)'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SLUUYVBAypI/AAAAAAAAAUU/9pcxkS8ya1A/s72-c/leavingparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807176665312989922.post-4402634048884163879</id><published>2008-10-20T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:55:24.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nichael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darwin'/><title type='text'>Why Am I Going</title><content type='html'>Why Am I Going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226476847967070338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SIgtAI3haII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XxWYterdZL4/s320/bruce-lee-picture-large1.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226477001238854050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SIgtJD2XOaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BzDdpFCP1w0/s320/tony-jaa-enter-the-dragon-remake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Superficially&lt;/span&gt; the answer would seem to be that i watched to many martial art films when i was younger. Though Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, Tony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shaolin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Monks have all inspired and influenced me, they are just the tip of the iceberg. The true foundation and reasoning of my decision to leave the niceties and modern luxuries of London is simple; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eradication&lt;/span&gt; of weakness from my mind, body and spirit. Or to put another way to increase the strength of my mind, body and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the human race is going through another stage of evolution that i don't think Charles Darwin ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;envisioned&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-evolution. The human race as a whole is falling apart. The concept behind evolution is that the fittest will survive. Look around you with no intellectual deliberations and with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;undoctrinised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eyes and you'll see the state of individuals fitness and health, both mental and physical is at a all time low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226480785956273346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SIgwlXBT_MI/AAAAAAAAARE/LUeiMPVnzhA/s320/BigBellyREX_468x310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are for the most part on this earth longer than any of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;descendants&lt;/span&gt; but i would not call it living. I like the term "vertical death" coined by some health care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;professionals&lt;/span&gt;. Meaning people are moving but they have not been alive for along time. Their dead inside but the Prozac, stress and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; keep them moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226480942214214978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SIgwudIG9UI/AAAAAAAAARU/fWTnhiT2pAE/s320/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote below, i feel really sums up the misplaced arrogance of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We must, however, acknowledge as it seems to me, that a man with all his noble qualities...still bears in his bodily frame the indelible stamp of his lowly origin" (Charles Darwin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is my attempt to have a break from the lunacy and downright stupidity of modern man which seems to be perpetuated and actually encouraged from many directions in London and i suspect most modern westernised cities. To remember who i am, as we are all born with self amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern day living does nothing to encourage the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;acquisition&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;exquisite&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;innate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; knowledge that is held in us all. Instead it replaces it with nonsensical bullshit that ultimately leads us to turmoil and loss of self. To bring the best out of me and i believe as a young man it is the perfect time to establish good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;habits&lt;/span&gt; as this is ultimately what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life is based upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;" (Aristotle)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807176665312989922-4402634048884163879?l=mhtravelblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4402634048884163879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/4402634048884163879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807176665312989922/posts/default/4402634048884163879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhtravelblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-going.html' title='Why Am I Going'/><author><name>Michael Hannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01790606904092682554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4gKEXybUU0E/SREvK5-yh_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/TlXSXSb6BQw/S220/n572746279_1539786_5291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XNvmOPh0kR0/SIgtAI3haII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XxWYterdZL4/s72-c/bruce-lee-picture-large1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
