It is sometimes said that a new home doesn’t actually become one’s home until you leave and come back to it. In my experience, I’ve found that to be very true. So it has been with Shanghai – when we went to India, the fiance was very happy to realize that when I referenced home, I was referring to Shanghai. It’s nice to find that I view this as home now; it may not be Seattle, which will forever have my heart, but our lives are here, and I am comfortable and settled here, and growing ever more so. That is a good feeling.
This past week we had some friends visit, and that was wonderful. It was so much fun to show them around the city – we went out to Teppanyaki and stayed until they kicked us out; we toured the Jade Buddha Temple in the snow; we went out to a lunch where I discovered my new favorite Chinese dish- hun dun (a soup with dumplings); we showed them the French Concession and ended up showing them the inside of a bar when that became too cold in the snow; we had such a great time and it really felt good to show someone else our home, and I can’t wait to do it again.
The fiance and I have also begun establishing a new routine here – we go to church on Sundays and out to eat after. Although I personally am not religious, we had this routine in Seattle as well, and I truly enjoy the warmth and calming nature of a church service, it feels like an hour of meditation to me.
We’ve also been exploring the city, and on one of these exploratory walks we took ourselves to something every American seriously needs now and again – Tex-Mex. Right? Seriously. It was amazing. We were told it resembled a fake Chipotle, but honestly I’d really compare it more to Taco Del Mar. For those of you that don’t know, I’m also a really messy eater – so I likely took some of it home with me inadvertently, although I tried not to…
And for now, it is raining in Shanghai, which just reminds me of my other home. It’s a comforting, homey feeling.