The Time I Was Famous

When I initially arrived in Shanghai, it was the night before the New Year’s festival, 2:30am, and I do not want to be dramatic but I was more or less knocking on Death’s door, I was STARVING. In my memory it took about four or five days to get to China (I later realized it was only about 15 hours but when you’re as hungry as I was the hours turned into days). Exhausted and starving I mindlessly made my way through customs and into my new life as an immigrant living in the biggest city in the world. As someone born and raised in a small Kansas suburb Shanghai was a far cry from the yellow brick road I knew and, against my will, loved. So without further ado let me tell you a bit of what I wished I had known before I had come that would have made the transition infinitely easier.


People ogled at me like I was the second coming of Christ moon-walking on water. What I came to understand was that this was completely normal. To the Chinese, foreigners might as well be a B-list celebrities here. People stare, point, and shove cameras in your face to get a snap of you like you’re 2007 Brittany shaving her head and they’re TMZ. Yes, even though Shanghai is an international city, people will still do this. You can’t prevent or stop it so you might as well convince yourself you are a celebrity in the Far East. I am not sure if the Chinese do Christmas cards but if they did I would be in a lot of their family cards this year. 

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