At last, I’ve come to realise I should at least make a quick record of the current chapter of my life simply because of its rarity. I do not foresee myself having such chances, or courage, too often in the future. It saw me bidding adieu to a decent salary and a comfortable working environment, just to find out what I should do next in my career.
Unrealistic as it may sound, I do have a grand reason to justify my unemployment and the world would never discourage this. That is, to further my studies.
It will always be okay, because, I can learn, so I can always become better.
It has been three months since I called myself a full-time student, and I find myself often using this word “romantic” to describe the sojourn. It was a word that fuelled my imagination when I was the teenager immersed in fantasies. Time flows and somehow that word submerges, too, in the din of daily traffic and the throb of my wild goose chase.
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Zhao Xin, the owner of Dome Under A Big Tree, asked, “Do you know anything about Xiaozhou Cun?”
It was 8.30pm when I arrived at Xiaozhou village, after a half-an-hour taxi ride from the city centre in southern province of Guangzhou, China. Zhao Xin greeted me at the village entrance and led me in. With my luggage in hand, I treaded gingerly on the dimly lit riverside path that was wet and slippery from the light rain.
Zhao is the owner of “Dome under a Big Tree,” an Airbnb lodging I was going to stay for two nights. Located right next to an arch bridge, the “dome” – or rather a little white concrete hut with domed roof – was the very reason that drew me to this water town. I chanced upon it on Airbnb and decided to extend my working trip to Guangzhou for a couple of days. From its silhouette in the dark, it looked like an adorable mushroom house in fairy tales. Zhao showed me how to unlock the bamboo sliding door and left me to settle in for the night.
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