Wednesday, January 20, 2010
China Bound! And Shipping Containers.
No, not me. But I have two lucky friends who are about to make the move!
First, there's Julie, my friend from France. She and her Michelin Man are headed to Shenyang. Next there's Linda Crispell, my blogging buddy, who's moving over with her two kids and her husband. What fun awaits them! What interesting food! What opportunities for cultural enlightenment! What opportunities for humiliating yourself in a brand new language!
Or maybe that's just my family.
Can't I come too? If I hold my breath and make myself tiny?
I'm absolutely thrilled for them. We got the chance to live our expat dream and loved every minute of it. Now I know how life changing a move like that can be. How precious the time.
Isn't it funny how life works? Now that I've tamed my fridge and planted the blueberry bushes of my dreams, I've got the traveling bug again.
Too bad for me. Tant pis.
And how funny that my husband is about to make a trip back to Clermont Ferrand for a week's worth of good eating without me. He says he's going to work too, but the food! The puys! The lovely but unsmiling people! MY FRENCH HOMELAND! I'll be here in Greer, pining away.
Todd promises he won't eat any pains aux raisins or confit de canard while he's in France. Nor will he drink a single café au lait. Sure, sure. What shall we bet that he'll have slurped down two grands before he even leaves Charles de Gaulle? I told him, "Go ahead! Live it up!"
I'd want to, if I had the chance to go.
Let's change the sujet just un peu.
While we're talking moving, let's talk containers.
No, not the Tupperware kind. The kind they put all your stuff in before you fly across the ocean and start your life anew. This kind.
Ah yes. There they are, loading our container with all our worldly possessions before our big move.
Thanks for letting me get nostalgic for a moment. All this moving talk has me reminiscing about the days before we waved goodbye to South Carolina. Days when my college girl looked like this.
And my 11 year old was eight months old, apparently drunk on love.
Anyway, back to containers.
Look at what ingenious folks in Mexico have made with them...
Photo by trendhunter.com
Housing out of shipping containers. It's a container city!
Photo by trendhunter.com
I've read that there's a container city in London, too.
London. Hmm. Now that would be fun.
What do you think? I'd give container living a try, especially if it was some place interesting. Would you?
Have a great Wednesday, y'all!
PS. I still would love to go to China, Michelin people, if you're listening.
Who wouldn't want to see this?