<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 02:18:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Emily's Escapades</title><description>Life in Shanghai, China...</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>654</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-2875079163218163866</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-10T10:18:33.897+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><title>Thanks</title><description>The outpouring of sympathy for my family has been overwhelming.  Friends and neighbors flooded us with food, paper utensils, flowers, and memorials.  At the prayer service and funeral, the church was full.  That was actually heartbreaking - so many people loved Jared, yet he couldn't see it.  A lady from his bank told mom that each of the female tellers hoped Jared would come to her window since he was so nice and handsome.  A girl from the post office sent a card telling us how she knew Jared because he had a lot of packages and how friendly he was.  We've gotten many cards from his clients saying what a talented gunsmith he was and what great work he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it feels like there is a hole in my heart.  We had the perfect nuclear family - mom, dad, brother, sister.  It doesn't feel right that there is only the three of us now.  The question WHY constantly runs through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon and I took the past 2 weeks off work (using the last of our PTO) and the next 2 weeks we will be working in Brookings at the corporate office, but staying in Howard with my parents.  I probably will not be updating my blog for a couple more weeks.  Check back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of the thoughts and prayers.</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/11/thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-8666943762982595539</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T15:18:38.742+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Family</category><title>Jared John Reisch</title><description>My brother &lt;a href="http://www.argusleader.com/apps/pbcs.dll/dclassifieds?Dato=20081025&amp;amp;Kategori=obituaries&amp;amp;Class=1&amp;amp;Type=CAT2000&amp;amp;Lopenr=810000397&amp;amp;Selected=8"&gt;Jared &lt;/a&gt;passed away on Friday.  I'll be back home for a while now.</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/10/jared-john-reisch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-1323469781615691285</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-06T14:01:13.238+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>San Francisco</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>San Fransico</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5659-729256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5659-729254.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some streets in San Fransisco are really crazy steep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5661-729278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5661-729275.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5653-704165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5653-704163.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5654-704185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5654-704182.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It would be pretty cool to live on a boathouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/10/san-fransico.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-1324956848393952870</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-06T13:55:25.381+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>San Francisco</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>Treasure Island</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5663-743826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5663-743820.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5676-727239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5676-727237.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5678-727258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5678-727256.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave used to live on this island so showed us around it.  The island was created for an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Gate_International_Exposition"&gt;exhibition&lt;/a&gt; and then used as a naval base.  Now everything is basically falling apart, but the views are really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/10/treasure-island.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-7454428186568481051</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-06T13:48:07.710+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>San Francisco</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Animals</category><title>Birds at the wharf</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5706-789246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5706-789244.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alcatraz is in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5699-789263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5699-789261.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5692-761065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5692-761062.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5715-761086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5715-761083.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/10/birds-at-wharf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-1689964358075947281</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T22:38:43.982+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Home</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Food</category><title>American Food</title><description>One of the best things about being home is the FOOD!  Jon said, "Even the bottled water here taste's better."  (I agree.)  Things I have really enjoyed so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A thick steak grilled to medium-rare over a charcoal grill, along with corn on the cob (thanks Dave!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mussels, crab, and calamari at &lt;a href="http://www.franciscanrestaurant.com/"&gt;The Fransiscan&lt;/a&gt; in Fishermans Wharf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue Moon beer (enjoyed in the sun at a restaurant overlooking the harbor in San Francisco)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broccoli cheese soup in a breadbowl at &lt;a href="http://www.quiznos.com/subsandwiches/Products.aspx"&gt;Quiznos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A turkey-swiss with ranch croissant at a local coffee shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken strips with ranch &amp;amp; BBQ sauce, a baked potato with cream cheese, and cottage cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indian taco (that was Jon's)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wheatables (crackers)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk!  (non-tainted)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/american-food.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-3358618816193374740</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T22:28:44.144+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>San Francisco</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>The Golden Gate Bridge</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday Jon and I took Dave's car and drove to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Gate_Bridge"&gt;Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/a&gt;, then all around that area.  It was nice to just drive again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5607-746807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5607-746804.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;San Francisco is a very healthy town - we constantly saw people running and biking everywhere.  At the park by the bridge, youth soccer tournaments were going on.  It was pretty heavenly - perfect blue skies, sunny, green grass and a laid-back atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5615-730236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5615-730232.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bridge usually has clouds over it, even if the rest of the weather is totally clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5623-730256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5623-730253.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5633-705149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5633-705147.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5637-705168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5637-705165.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5643-785301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5643-785298.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5644-785322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5644-785318.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5650-763711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5650-763709.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read that this is the most popular place in the world to commit suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5651-763728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5651-763727.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcatraz"&gt;Alcatraz Island&lt;/a&gt; - we tried to go see it Sunday but the tour was sold out until Monday.  Next time we'll book in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/golden-gate-bridge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-7372590858671084272</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-26T21:53:00.627+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><title>Book Club</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 3rd Thursday of the month I usually go to book club.  This month we read &lt;a href="http://www.foronemoreday.com/"&gt;"One More Day" by Mitch Albom&lt;/a&gt;, who is also the author of "Tuesdays with Morrie."  It's a easy read (I actually just read it in one evening) and very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet at an interesting cafe somewhere downtown - this time it was Whisk, which I have blogged about before.  It is heaven via chocolate, and good food.  It turns out Suzy's husband knows the owner, who came out and had us sample a bottle or two of wine he was thinking of putting on the menu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2548-724807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2548-724801.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Catharina, who is Swedish and works at the consulate; Alicia, who is Australian and is an exporter; Suzy, who has a business taking people shopping; me; and Kerstin, who is German and works for TUV Rheinland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a really fun night - we're all expat women who work and have no kids (all of us but Catharina has a cat or two though) so it seems we have a lot in common.  Catharina was surprised to meet someone who spent time in Sweden; we even showed everyone else how to play &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kubb"&gt;Kubb&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/book-club.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-397052080421670189</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-26T00:01:45.411+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Home</category><title>Fun with Airport Codes</title><description>Sept 26 - PVG to SFO&lt;br /&gt;Sept 28 - SFO to DEN to RAP&lt;br /&gt;Oct 5 - Drive East&lt;br /&gt;Oct 13 - BKX&lt;br /&gt;Oct 17 - FSD to LAS&lt;br /&gt;Oct 19 - LAS to SFO to PVG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See many of you in the USA soon!</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/fun-with-airport-codes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-4414377318178354991</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T23:29:02.338+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>South Dakota</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Home</category><title>Mail</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2578-795659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2578-795654.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always loved getting mail.  Today I got a package with a elephant stamp from Thailand.  Something about the writing, elephant and baht made it seem quite exotic to me (hence worthy of a photo).  Thanks Esther!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our farm, the mailbox was located on the gravel road at the end of the driveway, which is typical in the midwest.  I heard a story once that my cousin John had a girl from California visiting the farm.  Apparently she had never been in such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;desolate &lt;/span&gt;area (said sarcastically by me) because she said to John "You really get mail out here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which he solemnly replied, "Actually, it's just for looks.  The Pony Express does come by once a week though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/mail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-6468137911065115133</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 14:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T22:53:12.867+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Suzhou</category><title>The Suzhou Skyscreen</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Suzhou, a company is building &lt;a href="http://www.suzhou.gov.cn/news/2008/4/1/eng/eng-13-25-30-2656.shtml"&gt;a skyscreen&lt;/a&gt; similar to Freemont Street in Las Vegas.  It is NOT a Daktronics screen (we choose not to even bid this project.)  It was supposed to open in a couple days but is way behind schedule.  &lt;a href="http://www.keyframe.com"&gt;Keyframe &lt;/a&gt;does have a contract for two 5-minute animations and about 25 30-second clips.  We went onsite to try and see how our content would look from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/Suzhou_PanoramaSM-797082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/Suzhou_PanoramaSM-796984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another photomerge...  I love that feature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2562-797137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2562-797133.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skyscreen doesn't seem so big when you are there.  Above us, workers were welding in some places.  (Don't worry mom, I was VERY careful.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2569-729834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2569-729830.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's OK to smoke while handling tanks, right?  I was hoping whatever was in them or had been in them was not flammable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2564-729863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2564-729860.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy was being very safe.  Instead of letting all of the sparks fly everywhere he used a board to block most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think it is very interesting to visit construction sites (more so where Daktronics displays are being put in) but in China I am always a bit relieved to have made it safely off site.  I have tried to find statstics on death on construction site, but either it is covered up or no one actually cares enough to keep track of the migrant workers.  You always hear "Only 11 people died builiding the Golden Gate bridge."  I checked and about 100 died building the Hoover Dam - I am positive the number would be in the thousands for building the Three Gorges Dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/suzhou-skyscreen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-7854087693419433353</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 16:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-22T00:04:30.391+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hong Kong</category><title>The Peak</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/HK_Panorama2-751363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/HK_Panorama2-751356.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Peak is pretty famous in Hong Kong.  Click on the photo to view it larger - it looks much better that way!  I used PhotoShop's photomerge feature to create this from 3 photos I took.  It about a 180 degree view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5384-751416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5384-751414.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon and Adam - what a clear day.  (not.  as usual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/peak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-382946335152551462</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-22T00:00:59.389+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hong Kong</category><title>Fire Dragon Dance</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night we went to a "Fire Dragon Dance."  We stood and got pushed for about 3 hours and really didn't see much, even though we were up front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5408-799140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5408-799135.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5413-799168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5413-799165.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dragon running through the streets without fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5432-762561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5432-762556.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was drumming for over an hour at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5426-762592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5426-762589.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl was good - her belt says "Sexy Bull"!  (random?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5485-710201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5485-710195.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dragon was this thing that had a ton of incense sticks in it.  After the drumming, they lit the incense and ran it through the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5482-710239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5482-710236.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/fire-dragon-dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-2148811857169293766</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T23:52:22.320+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hong Kong</category><title>Girls at the Fire Dragon Dance</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5466-703518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5466-703233.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2529-766535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2529-766532.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5472-766566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_5472-766563.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/girls-at-fire-dragon-dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-5026147512310609849</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T23:25:33.641+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hong Kong</category><title>Weekend in Hong Kong</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a day off on the 11th, and Jon and I were in Macau and Hong Kong for business, so we decided to stay down there for the weekend.  Adam lives in Macau, which is about an hour ferry ride away from Hong Kong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2466-786974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2466-786970.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night we ate at a Greek restaurant, found a new t-shirt for me (from France, I was told), went to a bar called Carnegie's, and then finished the evening at the sports bar in our hotel.  The restaurant was great.  Jon found a little piece of plastic in his food, but told the waiter not to worry about it.  Of course the waiter was worried about it, so gave us all free dessert.  I was too full for dessert and I think he felt bad because I didn't get anything, because then he showed up at the table with shots of ouzo.  And he ensured we drank them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2482-764203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2482-764199.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hong Kong has double-decker busses and trams.  The streets and sidewalks are very narrow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/weekend-in-hong-kong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-992284462395633144</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T23:09:31.449+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Macau</category><title>Puppy Potty</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2453-733604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2453-733601.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/puppy-potty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-3459034748076742010</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-21T23:01:05.535+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Macau</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Daktronics</category><title>Replacement display</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2450-736466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2450-736455.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a display at the Sands Casino that is being replaced by a Daktronics HD 16 mm LED display.  Right now they are removing the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2446-792489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2446-792484.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bamboo scaffolding is used in all of the construction projects.  Bamboo is extremely strong, but it is pretty unnerving to walk on it for the first few minutes because it gives.  I didn't have the best shoes on to be climbing the ladders with uneven steps, so I just went up a little bit.  I understand now why all of the construction workers wear crocs or canvas shoes - they would grab the ladder better than the hard-soled steel toed boots I think they wear in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2444-792520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2444-792514.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carefully lowering the old display piece by piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/replacement-display.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-2003726268782388674</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-16T23:03:56.563+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>China</category><title>Bad baby milk</title><description>I am sure everyone has heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/16/world/asia/16milk.html?_r=1&amp;amp;th&amp;amp;emc=th&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;chemical-laced milk&lt;/a&gt; that gave hundreds of babies kidney stones.  I am just dumbfounded on how this can happen.  Some person is poisoning babies just so they can make some extra money with this watered-down milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In China, you have to believe everything is fake, even medicine.  In Macau, I bought cold medicine that turned out to have photocopied safety information.  It is so strange to not be able to trust products here.  One of Jon's salespeople said he can actually feel the difference when he takes vitamins we brought back from the US instead of vitamins he buys here.  (Obviously not every product is fake, but there is enough of a problem that most people are careful about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't this happen at home?  I'm really glad it doesn't, but why should it happen here?  Are people more ruthless and don't care about who they might hurt to make an extra buck?  Are there so many more regulations in the USA that it doesn't happen because it is so much more difficult?</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/bad-baby-milk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-1753938672032358133</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 13:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T21:03:00.360+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bars</category><title>Saturday Night</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday, we fit in a trip to the Bund, the grocery store, the Propaganda Poster Museum (which is walking distance from our apartment), a walk through a bit of the French Concession, the Pearl Market, lunch at Bukharra (an Indian restaurant), a Dutch movie our friend Inge brought over, a nap, a quick stroll on Nanjing Lu, a drink at 789 Nanjing Lu, and a couple beers at the Captain's Bar.  It was a busy day.  (These are all Esther's photos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03456-761083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03456-761077.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this photo of us!  I feel like we are on a movie set or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03461-761912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03461-761895.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03477-740079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03477-740075.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03478-740108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03478-740105.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03484-721612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03484-721608.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've wanted to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.smartshanghai.com/venue/837/Captains_Hostel_shanghai"&gt;Captain's Bar&lt;/a&gt; for a while now, and it was on Esther's to-do list because a co-worker had told her about it.  It's on the top of a hostel and the cheapest bar with a Bund view.  Granted, the cheapest with a Bund view is still expensive!   A draft Chinese beer was 45 RMB.  We buy the bottled beer at the convenience store next to our house for about 4 RMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a really good time talking about all of our memories (or lack thereof) from Sweden and discussed who we'd kept in touch with and who was doing what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/saturday-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-5130140081111810346</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 11:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T19:21:00.858+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Food</category><title>the Grocery Store</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are all photos that Esther took.  We stopped by our local grocery store for a peek at some differences in Western and Eastern cuisine.  She has been living in Thailand for 10 months, working as a tour guide, so I didn't think these things would surprise her but they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03449-792102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03449-792098.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is from a male pig.  Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03450-792143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03450-792140.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03451-763506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03451-763502.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the pet store....  frogs.  (yep, alive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03452-763539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03452-763535.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soft-shelled turtles - I've had them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03453-733731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03453-733728.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A fish no one will pick - they need to be alive and well.  It is very important to pick out the freshest and best animal, which is why the meat counter is so interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the meat counters have glass in them.  You can slap, pinch and poke each piece of meat before picking one.  Then the next person slaps, pinches and poke each one too.  The process is repeated all day (remember most public toilets do not have soap or hot water.)  This is why we don't buy meat at the local stores.  (Probably, cooking the meat would kill any germs.  Our western ideas of how meat should be treated still prevents us from purchasing it though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03454-733779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03454-733775.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durian - the famous fruit that is supposed to be wonderful if you can get past the awful smell!  Most hotels even ban it.  I haven't had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/grocery-store.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-5081978661501153540</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 11:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T19:20:56.127+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Shanghai</category><title>no tai chi</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wanted to get up early on Saturday to see Tai Chi being done at the Bund, but we didn't actually want to get up early.  So we left about 9 AM - and that is way too late too see Tai Chi!  I think they say sunrise but that is about 5 AM.  I like to sleep much more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03443-728212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03443-728210.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03448-728247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03448-728244.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Esther's photos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/no-tai-chi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-4471324206794742059</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 11:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T21:02:17.668+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Suzhou</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>street scenes</category><title>to the Bookworm...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After getting wet feet and starting to get cold, we decided to go to a bookstore/cafe that is becoming famous among expats.  The location apparently is not famous though, because the taxi dropped us off at the totally opposite end of the street where it was located at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03425-754613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03425-754596.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pedi-cab driver wanted to take us there, and after calling them and have them give him the directions, we agreed to let him take us.  We actually had to call them again when we got close!  But, it was well worth the 10 RMB to get dropped off at the door - we were very cold, wet, hungry and cranky at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03433-754646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03433-754641.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03435-742319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03435-742316.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snacking on olives while waiting for our food, which was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03436-742350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03436-742347.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating we walked around looking at the shops for a while.  This sign was on the walking street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No spitting, no littering, no digging through the trash to collect bottles,  no dogs, no passing out fliers, no bikes, no using long sticks to carrying your bags across your shoulders, no sleeping, no picking flowers, and no smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Esther took all of these photos.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/to-bookworm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-2351782860568599375</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 10:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T19:17:16.669+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Suzhou</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><title>Suzhou</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03395-edited-749799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03395-edited-749796.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the things that we still can't quite get used to is that traditionally the babies don't wear diapers, even when they are a few months old.  They have pants with a split in the crotch, and when they have to go they just go anywhere.  Perhaps a curb or drain, or the metal grate around a tree on the sidewalk.  (or in Tiananmen Square, &lt;a href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/2007/10/tiananmen-square.html"&gt;see this post&lt;/a&gt;.)  Now, it is MUCH better for the environment that 1.3 billion people did not or do not wear disposable diapers - that is wonderful.  But, having human excrement anywhere is not so wonderful.  I also can't quite get used to private parts not being private.  This little guy was just playing around but when he squatted down there was nothing private anymore.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03419-749843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03419-749840.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It poured rain most of the day.  We went to Tiger Hill, which the guidebook says is usually packed.  The great thing about the rain was that there was almost no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2424-723318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2424-723314.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03403-723352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03403-723347.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2441-786236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2441-786231.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2427-786268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2427-786264.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03424-742573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03424-742569.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03423-742601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03423-742598.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/suzhou.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-4411231026681333187</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 09:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T17:59:06.652+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Daktronics</category><title>Dak Shanghai</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03389-737308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03389-737304.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03383-737345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03383-737335.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03388-709579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03388-709574.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03387-709612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03387-709608.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday, I was going to work as usual when my boss convinced me I should take the day off and go to Suzhou with Esther.  (He was right!  Thanks Dan.)  We showed her around before going to the train station.  She really liked the LED displays as a background - I have to agree, it looks pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/dak-shanghai.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20183018.post-3163683558571470906</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 09:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-07T17:54:15.507+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends</category><title>Guitar Hero</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03355-733661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03355-733658.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon bought the new Aerosmith game for Guitar Hero in Hong Kong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03359-717397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03359-717394.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's fun - Jon even plays our friend Adam online sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03364-717432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://blog.emilyminor.com/uploaded_images/DSC03364-717429.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating at Element Fresh - it's pretty close and has great food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.emilyminor.com/2008/09/guitar-hero.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (m--e)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>