Hamas

What was that * sign in the other post? It's about the restaurant we eat in like everyday and we don't know the name of. Their specialties are muslim dishes, what means they are muslims. The dishes are great, there are a lot of different noodle and rice dishes and other things I didn't even try out yet. However, as we went there everyday, in the beginning of the school with the time we wanted to communicate with the owners (a family about 10members), but it was difficult to find the right way to understand each other because our chinese was and still is too poor and so is there english. Only thing I understood was "Pakistan", "Afghanistan", "Iran", "Libya" and so on and every word was said in combination with his thums up. He didn't stop anymore, there were more countries he like obviously. I agreed with a smile and I agreed as well when he said "Saddam Hussein" (thumbs up) and "Hamas" while imitating a machine gun. I thought it is the best for our relation.. and he confirmed with thumbs up!

A shooting

Last week, when I went to the "Hamas place"* (it is a oriental restaurant) a chinese guy asked us if we wanted to be part of a shooting at the campus, it is for the university he said.. I just agreed, because I didn't think anything about it. Next time we met, he told me it is about a shooting for a chinese company that sells clothes to italy and there will be a professional photographer with his crew. After these news they made me speek to a friend of the orginasators and she told me everything takes place in the historic center of Ningbo. I was stunned. I was thinking about a shooting with some students in the campus, but now it was totally different.. the only thing I had to do, was looking for a tall girl that wants to join the shooting and to wear blue jeans at the set. Viyaleta joined, that was perfect! About the jeans.. I had only that old looking ones with the fixed whole in it. Who cares, they will notice when it is already too late: and that is when we meet.

We met, they picked us up and drove us there. After some make up the shooting began, everyone was friendly and the atmosphere was really pleasant, so we were not so nervous.

Trying jackets and changing again, posing, smiling... done! To the next background. The more we went into the center called Lao Wai Tan the more shootings we saw. Everywhere there were girls and boys dressed up extraordinary clothes in the aim of very professional cameras. It seemed that it was all about the size of the lenses between the photographers.
We were done at lunch time, so we ate together and went back to school.

The pictures: Viyaleta ready to be shooted; me after shooting; Laoshi Wang, friend of the organisator and our friend as well; Mr. Chenyin, General Director of the company; once again myself, I was in the mood to try some things in this style.

Monday at Moonlake

It was a sunny monday, not a usual weather for ningbo. I forgot about the holiday so i went to class. I didn't figure out on the empty streets of our campus or the silent and free space in the coridors. But i figured out when i stood in front of our class facing the empty chairs. Oh, yes, they are in Shanghai.... damn it!
I thought it would be not a bad idea to study beside the little lake at the library.
After some chinese reading & writing i met charles and fredrik to have picnic lunch together. It was really a holiday feeling now. We decided to go to the famous moonlake in ningbo and take some pictures there. We had a nice walk through the park, we've seen some fishers, some fishes, a girl who selled jewels that was taken afterwards by the police, some tourist on funny boats and a lot of nice things to capture the camera.
After some shots we left the area and we were attracted by a small alley that seemed not to end. It was really traditional and rustical with some dogs discovering the foreigners fragrence.
Out of the alley we just needed to eat something. We sinned. There was a McDonalds, we were young and stupid and we had to money. So we did it! But it felt so good.
With bad conscience in our stomach and a good feeling even though we were looking for a cab. No free cab at this time. No why. That means walking again until there is a spitting, sweaty and taxi driving angel who is willing to take us to wanli university. Charles found him and nobody knows how. No how. Just found.
It was a nice day and i enjoyed also that I went to class in the morning. I studied, had fun, did some pictures and I was relaxed in the evening. Olride.

Hallo erstmal...

dies ist mein erster blog und ich freue mich dich lieben blog zu begrüßen und auch dich, lieber leser. ich werde hier ein buntes wirrwarr von fotos, erzählungen, tagebuch hochladen um mich später daran erinnern zu können und meine erfahrungen teilen zu können. inspiriert wurde ich von einem freund, der ähnliches auf www.fredrikgoestochina.blogspot.com macht. ich hoffe den blog vom staub der zeit und der faulheit meiner selbst auffrischen zu können, hier und da soll ein beitrag kommen, von wichtigem bis zu banalem, worüber man vielleicht gerne tratscht...
also, bis bald!