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6/2/2009

我们都是好儿童

又过节啦。
 
脸皮比较厚,心态比较端正的人就是有这么一个好处:年纪再大,也可以高高兴兴地在这一天和小朋友们一起庆祝一下节日,顺便再接再厉地装装嫩。
 
两年前写了一篇庆祝儿童节的博客,兜兜转转,如今回头再看,难说生活到底发生了多少改变——很多东西在不经意间流逝,又有很多东西在不经意间获得。折腾来折腾去,人生的位移似乎依旧为零,又似乎嗖地一下穿越了几光年。
 
从新城国际搬到了蓝堡大厦,其间还难得地经历了为期11个月的上海宅女生涯。房子从当初的135平米缩水为如今的60多平米,小小的公寓,起初对于住惯大房子的我来说难免有些捉襟见肘的局促,后来慢慢习惯了,便发现其实一个人住这点地方早已足够,而且因其简单,反而更象个家了。
 
搬回北京后只去过世贸天阶一次,是在一个初夏的晚上。大屏幕上放映的片子早已经换新的了,没有两年前的精致好看。有些许怀念以前住在新城国际时怀抱半只西瓜坐在大屏幕下乘凉的时光,不过新城国际的生活总带着点云中漫步的味道,不及如今蓝堡的脚踏实地和趣味盎然。
 
蓝堡距离双子座的距离比在新城国际时远了一小半,所以极难得走路上下班了。不过还是不喜打车,情愿在地铁或公交上聆听北京城的声音。只是有一回在袅袅婷婷下公交的时候把左脚的细高跟卡在台阶缝里了,情急之下只得不顾淑女风范地在站台上单脚跳着奋力营救我那只可怜的高跟鞋,真是糗大了...
 
北京城里的老老少少们还是一样的充满个性,可惜再也无缘见到两女相斗炸酱面满天飞的豪迈景象了。不过有一天早上遇见1路的一位充满正义感的女司机,因为车上没有人给一位抱小孩的男子让座而愤然罢工拒绝开车,让我足足感慨了一回。
 
我的那辆可折叠小自行车跟着我去了上海,又随着我回了北京,可惜我依旧不会骑车... 所以伊就只好静静地守护在我的门外,成了一个含义暧昧不明的象征性符号。
 
蓝堡地理环境优越,鱼龙混杂,良莠参差,既有新光天地、华贸中心等奢华去处,也有各色路边摊和大排档等草根据点。所以如今本小姐在上班的路上不仅有煎饼果子可买,还有形形色色的蛋饼,夹馍,烧饼,菜盒子...真是物美价廉,琳琅满目,看之不竭,吃之不尽啊!与之相对照的,LG双子座的风水着实太差,不仅地下一层的那家卖可丽饼的小作坊早已在一年多前关门大吉,如今就连一楼的服装店、内衣店、运动用品店、珠宝店和永远不见顾客光临的劳力士表店统统都倒闭了...那情形,怎是一个惨字了得!
 
至于我的最爱珍珠奶茶么,如今那家把我和岚还有萍差点搞傻逼疯的“街客”,离我家只有5分钟之遥,所以随时都可以来上一杯让人幸福感骤升的奶茶啦!可惜好景不长,就收到了朋友转发的邮件,说珍珠奶茶里QQ的小珍珠是不知名的高分子材料做的,多喝会短命...唉,正像狐狸面对着小王子发出的感叹:Nothing is perfect...而且人生多变,当初陪着我四处寻找奶茶的岚,如今也搬去香港了。没有了岚的北京,总是有点寂寞...
 
前几天有幸获得了一位亦师亦友的朋友的肯定,说我真的长大了。听着还是高兴的,长大可真不是一件容易的事儿...不过长大归长大,儿童节还是年年都要过的,心底的那个小孩子,也还是永远永远都会在那儿的...
 
祖国马上要60大庆了,我们也已而立了。我们都是新中国的好儿童!:)
4/27/2009

Monthly Update

最近沉迷于上开心网种菜偷菜,很久没有来这里更新博客了,觉得有必要对自己在三、四月的活动作个简短汇报:
 
1、顺利完成了从上海到北京的搬家任务(蓝堡的one-bedroom很小,好像迈两步就会撞头,不过还是很方便、很温暖的)。
 
2、养了两缸金鱼(因为卖鱼的说鱼比乌龟好养活),三周内19条小鱼牺牲了16条(有自杀的、他杀的、缺氧的、撑死的...),让我在一段时间内看到水煮鱼就很伤心(因为捞死鱼捞多了...)。好在幸存的3条特牛的鱼如今依旧幸福地生活着。
 
3、喜新厌旧的毛病又犯了,本来只想去做一次头发护理的,结果干脆把留了近四年的卷卷的长发拉直了,又剪了个短短的Bobo头,回复了大学里“清汤挂面”的形象——一定要把装嫩工作努力不懈地坚持到底。
 
4、自费请假从北京赶回上海做了有生以来第一次伴娘,虽然有点辛苦,不过可以看着好朋友幸福出嫁,还是蛮好玩蛮开心的(而且还可以有机会穿长礼服臭美一把)。
 
5、理智告诉我开心网是很无聊的,但能够看到那么多认识的人都在无聊地上着开心网,让我觉得很安全、很开心。
 
6、惊喜地发现自己成为了北京办公室唯一的Female Associate。遥想当年满屋佳丽的情形,真是风水轮流转啊...
 
7、听了日坛公园里老伯的推荐,去了景山看牡丹,彻彻底底被万株竞放的国色天香震撼了——到底是皇家的范儿,真是牛啊。
 
8、在艺术北京2009VIP预展上,买了一把日本设计师设计的很可爱的猫猫伞,进一步丰富了咱的umbrella collection。真盼着北京快点再下场雨啊(今天的空气湿度小于8%...)
2/27/2009

A Few Funny Things

1. 神奇FANCL
 
一不小心把台钟摔了,钟架上的锡制小女孩从脚踝处裂开,无助地躺在地上。翻箱倒柜找出搬家时剩下的万能胶水,想把她重新粘起来。试了半天,修表匠没当成,反倒把自己的手指和女孩儿的腿粘一块儿了!
 
天,怎么办?硬扯?没准皮给拉下一块来。干等?谁知要到猴年马月这粘劲儿才能过去?求医?小题大做,一准被人笑死。我徒劳地用水冲着被粘得牢牢的手指,泛起一阵绝望。
 
突然,盥洗台上的一抹绿色让我眼前一亮 —— 那是我的卸妆油,日本无添加化妆品牌FANCL的王牌产品,据称采用的是最新纳米技术,再浓的彩妆,用它轻轻一抹,再用温水一冲,就洗得干干净净了。我用了近一个月,确实很有效。
 
我临危不乱的科学头脑急速旋转起来:既然是纳米,那就是很微小很微小的颗粒,渗透能力就该是很强很强的,那么即使我的皮肤和锡块紧紧粘着,这些微粒也是可以把他们穿透的喽?
 
于是抱着死马当做活马医的心情,我试着涂了约摸5毫升的卸妆油在受困的手指上,轻轻揉搓着,想象着成千上万个小纳米正在奋力地拉啊扯啊。
 
大约过了两三分钟吧,奇迹发生了:胶水不粘了,我的手指重获自由了!
 
这是多么神奇的万能卸妆油啊!—— 科学是伟大的!
 
2. “雷人”黑丝袜
 
前一阵子上海街头莫名其妙地流行黑丝袜,最典型的搭配是和牛仔热裤一起穿。不管是圆规腿还是大象腿,在寒风飒飒的大街上,一抓一把。穿者多是还未培养出正确审美情趣的年轻姑娘们,又以外来妹居多。劣质的黑丝袜加上廉价的超短裤,视觉冲击力是够强的,可惜更强的是对美感的破坏力。
 
不过真正被黑丝袜“雷”到,还是最近,在146路公交车上。
 
那天上海非常热,大概有23度吧。我的身边坐了一位气质高雅的女性,30来岁年纪,穿着一袭灰色的羊毛对襟长开衫,脚上套一双黑底绣红花的缎鞋,配着她的窄腿黑裤,倒也别致。她一坐下就专心地看一本很厚很严肃的书,散发出的香水味也不刺鼻。相比起她的风姿绰约来,我那天穿了连帽套头衫和牛仔裤,背了个双肩包,象个学生样,非常的自惭形秽。
 
车行两站,气质美女大概觉得我边上的这个位子下面有车轮凸出来,不舒服,便起身去改坐最后一排的高位子。我扭头恋恋不舍地看她,美女正在优雅地弯腰提腿往台阶上迈。及臀的开衫因为行动的关系往上提了,露出了里面的黑裤子来 —— 咦?奇怪。等等。是…… 不会吧?哈哈,OMG,我真不敢相信自己的眼睛:那不是黑丝袜加厚裆的形状吗?—— 这位姿态曼妙表情严肃的美女,在她的开衫下面,居然没有穿裙子,也没有穿裤子,而是直接穿了一双连裤袜交待了事!
 
这难道是最新的流行趋势吗?即使在Vogue里,虽然模特儿们普遍选择黑丝袜,但也没有这样的创意之举啊。幸好上衣比较长,坐着或站直时都还没有太多异样。可是爬楼时呢?弯腰捡东西时呢?给别人的眼睛吃吃冰激淋事小,万一引发哪位老伯的心脏病突发那可如何收拾?!
 
我赶忙收回自己的视线,想笑,又不敢笑,脑子里颠来倒去只想得到一个字:
 
雷!!!
 
(未完待续)
2/25/2009

Mood Boosters

What can you do when you are feeling really, really low? Well, here are some mood boosters that I've found useful:
 
1. Never feel embarassed just because your spirit is low or your heart is broken.  Remember: Even Wall E has feelings and emotions, which is exactly why that animation has touched the heart of the Academy reviewers and thus won the little gold man.  So we, as humble human beings, are naturally entitled to feel hurt, bewildered, annoyed or depressed sometimes.  If you claim that you have never had any such down moments, okay, then, you are either too good to be true, or you are just shamelessly lying to yourself and us all.  HOWEVER, a time limit shall be strictly applied to your blue period if you still want to retain your rosy cheeks and airy spirit in the long run; I set the time limit to 24 hours. (Well, if the emotional depression is worsened because of your monthly biological clock, you can extend it to 48 hours. But no more.) During that period, you can indulge yourself to cry till your eyes drop, to forget food and drinks, to ask hundreds of "why"s at sleepless night, to refuse any phone calls (of course you need to restrain yourself if it is unfortunately a working day, but at least the night belongs to you - unless you need to spend an all-nighter at the printer's, which is very unlikely under the current economic circumstances). But never go beyond that limit - excessive self-pity or doubt can be catastrophic to both your mental and physical well-beings (and can also be very harmful to our already very fragile economy if you stop dining out, buying new shoes, going on vacations).  When the time is up, get out of your bed, wash your face, and take one or more of the following boosters.
 
2. Go to a beauty saloon to have a facial treatment, and even an oil massage or a body SPA if you have both time and money.  Or if your pocket is a bit tight at that moment, at least treat yourself with a bubble bath and a face mask at home. The whole point is to make yourself relaxed and look good again. Trust me, no one (even your best friend who is ready to offer all her sympathies) would be thrilled to see a beaten figure. Imagine staring at yourself in the mirror and seeing two big dark circles under your eyes and a face as purple as an eggplant - will you be cheered up or just wish that you would never need to step out of your home again? Get yourself well groomed, put on some make-ups, be well dressed, call your closest friends and have a night (or day if you need not work) out with them.
 
3. Chat with your best girlfriends about your dark thoughts and bad feelings. It is fairly lucky to have one close girlfriend (or even more than one if you are damnly lucky) who is willing to lend you her gentle shoulders, loyal ears, symphathetic heart and objective advice at a time when you feel that all the pains and doubts can nearly drown you. Do not be ashamed to let your friend see your vulnerability; do not hesitate if you have not yet organized your thoughts.  Just talk - talking by itself can relieve our uneasiness to an extent that you possibly cannot imagine if you have never tried. That's exactly why the Americans need their shrinks so often . But for most of us, falling back on a close girlfriend is more feasible and efficient, unless you have some very dark secret disturbing you so much that you have no other choices but to pay the bill of a shrink. But never, never try to first talke to your parents, boyfriend or husband - they can easily get panic and then it will become your duty to humor them, and more than often, they are probably the cause why you are feeling bad.
 
4. See a movie.  But not any of this year's Academy Award Winners (except Vicky Cristina Barcelona maybe) - I've seen most of them: they are great movies, wonderful tribute to human culture, but believe me, they are just too serious and dark at this subtle moment for you.  Re-watching Harry Potter may be a good idea - you already know most of the plot, so you don't need to concentrate too much, but it can still bring you into a wonderful magical world and let you escape the troubling reality for a while.  You can even learn some of your favorite spells from the movie with the help of a chopstick as a wand, and apply them to anyone you picture in your mind at that dark but exciting moment - you feel achieved with no real harm done.
 
5. Go to a decent (but not necessarily expensive) restaraunt and eat something good (preferably with several friends). I've never seen a person die of a broken heart whose stomach is full of delicious food.  As long as you have desire for wonderful food, you will never lose hope for a better life.  But eat wisely and sparingly, and never too much, otherwise you will hate yourself (or even me) when you are no longer able to put on your size 2 pants.
 
6. Call your bank at midnight and check the balance of your savings account (but NEVER EVER think of doing that if you are BROKE). You should be proud that you are a self-supported and economically independent woman; that you have a decent job, a decent life, even maybe a decent apartment and a decent car.  So you don't need anyone to COMPLETE you.  All you need is someone who can make your life even HAPPIER.
 
7. As aforementioned, never watch a serious movie or read a classic book full of philosophical thinkings when you are already down. They can only lead you to doubt the meaning of your own being and make you desparate to dramatise your life without any necessity. Of course you can go on a soul searching journey in Africa or Europe if you have too many doubts about your life and too much money in your purse; you can attend a human rights conference if there happens to be one and you happen to have the honor to be invited (though I sincerely doubt the likelihood); or you can go to a very poor mountain area and be a village teacher (but think twice about the reality that you can only shower at most once every month before you start packing your Fancls and Lancomes for your great adventure). But we can also go back to some valuable hobby that is embedded in each of our genes, that is so long-lasting, endearing and pacifying, and that is - FASHION AND SHOPPING. Flip through the latest issue of your Vogue, InStyle, W, or Oggi, be smartly dressed, and off you go! You must understand what wonderful magic a cute Nike bag or a pair of purple suede ballerina shoes with beautiful hand-stitched flowers can do to both your figure and your heart! If you cannot afford Prada, MaxMara or Burberry, go to Uni Clo, Muggi, Zara, Puma or just some lovely local fashion stores on the street.  The feeling that you have single-handedly picked out and now own something that makes you both look and feel good can really play the trick to reboost your self-esteem as well as self-control (but of course every one of us knows shopping can also make us lose control of this month's budget so easily).
 
8. Go to the gym - running, swimming, or kick-boxing, whatever you like. Like some sportswear ads says - I use exercise to calm myself down (我用动让自己静下来), sports is a good way to lead you to inner peace (also a good shape - what a wonderful bonus surprise!).
 
9. Use a pair of luxurious silk pillow covers (you can buy them at Taobao.com for just a couple hundred RMB) - they are so overwelmingly soft, smooth, and tender, which are bound to bring you a gentle night and sweet dreams; and more importantly: with the greatly reduced friction between your face and the pillow, the danger of growing wrinkles is also greatly reduced! How can you not feel happy at this marvelous scientific finding?
 
10. Write blogs, if you are a regular blog-writer and (at least you believe yourself) write well.  You know, to be a great writer, you have to go through all kinds of emotional disturbance - that was what made Ernest Hemingway so great a writer (though he finally had to kill himself, which part we definitely don't need to follow). So you see, all the pains are not worthless after all - you need to drink the bitter liquid in the Holy Grail to achieve glory and eternity (well, even if we are indeed not that gifted or lucky, who says we cannot dream?).  But don't write a diary when weeping under your quilt - it does you no good and can only make you look pathetic (in your own eyes and others').
 
11. Think of the good things about the person who just hurt you. It never helps when you gather all your energy and put all your efforts to hate someone just because he intentionally or unintentionally hurt your feelings badly. If a person never treats you well, perhaps you will never feel dissapointed or hurt when someday he fails to live up to your expectation in one way or another, because in such case you will simply have no expectation of him at all. Try to be thankful for the good times that the person has brought to you; and as to the bad ones, well, when things happened, they just happened - why not just let it go and move forward?
 
12. Lastly but not finally, never lose your pride in yourself, your faith in people, and your sense of humor torward life.
 
And, any suggested supplement to this never-ending list will be heartily welcomed. :)
1/24/2009

写在生日边上

凌晨。来到人世,又是一年。
 
零下5度的夜,30楼的阳台。大街异常空阔,天空异常澄澈。
 
小小一瓶梅酒,令五脏六腑温暖,半醉半醒之间,睡意,却依然在九霄云外。
 
应该感觉幸运的,毕竟有这么多人的祝福和爱护。
 
可总是还有些什么,空落落的,缺着。
 
刚才打下的长长的三行字,莫名其妙的,突然被一只无形的手,一个一个全部抹去了。看着光标自动地逐个前移,将辛苦打下的文字次第吞噬,我唯有目瞪口呆地盯视光屏。
 
决不是醉了。
 
也不似闹鬼。
 
细究无用。
 
荒诞心绪中写下的文字,本就是无用的幻象,就任它成空吧。
 
某名人曾说,我可以变老,但我拒绝长大。
 
若在一年前,一定连声附和。
 
如今在报上读来,却如一则笑话。
 
变老也好,长大也罢,先饮尽这最后一口小酒,愿有一夜的安眠吧。
1/10/2009

鸟的故事

好天气里,最喜欢做的事情之一是去延中绿地边晒太阳边喂鸟。延中绿地起于重庆南路,止于西藏南路,在寸土寸金的上海市中心,是一片不可多得的城市绿肺。
 
今天就是这样一个好天气。虽说气温降到了零下三度,但是阳光灿烂,天蓝蓝的,风也不大,让人觉得爽快。于是吃完午饭后,从头到脚包裹得严严实实的我,拿了一包已经拆封半年但却只吃了两片的达能牛奶饼干,照例去延中绿地晃悠。
 
绿地靠近力宝广场的那一段有一片颇大的人工湖,湖里散养着各式的水禽。具体说来,有一对体型硕大优雅的白天鹅,一对常常仰天长歌的大白鹅,一只傻乎乎又坏脾气的大灰鹅,一只通体雪白唯独眼圈如涂抹着胭脂色眼影的漂亮的江西鸭子,一只个头小小的母鸳鸯,十来只绿头鸭子,还有若干只其他颜色的普通鸭子。据说在一人多深的湖里,还游弋着各色的鲤鱼、鲫鱼、青鱼、黄鳝、乌龟、甲鱼、螃蟹、蟾蜍等等等等,多是好心的人放生投入的。
 
我喜欢在午后洒满阳光的圆台上给鸟儿们投食。一闻到饼干屑的香味,大大小小的水鸟就争先恐后地从各处飞速游来,波光粼粼的水面上纵横着V字型的水纹,煞是热闹好看。
 
喂完食,我趴在圆台的栏杆上,捏着空空的饼干袋,看着鸟儿们渐渐散去。忽听身边有人重重哼了一声:“到底是些畜牲啊,哪里有食就往哪里凑,一旦无食了,便走得头也不回一下。”扭头一看,原来是在绿地巡逻的保安(就是那种看到你踩在草地里或走到水边就会吹起哨子以示警告的那种),五十不到的年纪,闲着无事,也在看鸟儿吃食。我不由笑了:“是啊,可人不也一样?尽往有利处钻营的。”老保安咧嘴大笑,露出一口黄黄黑黑参差不齐的牙:“想不想听听这些鸟的故事?”
 
不待我回答,他已经开始自顾自地说下去:“先说离你最近的这只脖子上有一圈白毛的灰鸭的故事吧。她叫莉莉,是一个老头儿送到这湖里来的。老头儿原先拿她做宠物养着的,老头儿逛公园,她就在一边陪着走,老头儿和人聊天,她也会待在一旁乖乖地听。老头儿刚把她送到这儿来的那阵子,只要老头儿一在湖边出现,她就紧撵着老头儿要跟着他一块儿回家去。”
 
“可她现在看上去在鸭群里过得挺高兴啊?”我说。
 
“是啊。一个多星期后,她慢慢就合群了,也找到新的伴儿了。如今老头儿再来看她的时候,她依旧认得旧主人,还会叫着凑上去要东西吃,老头儿走的时候也会在后面相送,但再也不吵着要跟老头儿回家了。”
 
“鸟的心里可也是明白着呢。对了,我记得原先这湖里是有一对黑天鹅的,后来怎么没了呢?”
 
“唉,说起那对黑天鹅,话可就长了。那还是好几年前的事了……”
 
“是啊,我04年出国前他们还在的,可回来后就寻不到了。”
 
“死的死走的走啦。还记得那对天鹅吧?漆黑的毛,太阳一照,闪闪发亮,别提有多好看。一雌一雄,刻刻形影不离的。后来雌的给人偷走了,扭断了脖子,丢弃在草地里,死得可真惨……
 
雌天鹅死了之后,雄天鹅一个星期不吃不喝,只是不停在湖里游来游去,好像还在找他的伴儿似的。只要游到湖心,就昂起头,对着天‘昂昂’地大叫。唉,你们只是偶尔过来绿地玩,不晓得那叫声有多惨。象我们这种成天在湖边呆着的人,天天听他这样叫,叫得我们心都酸了……后来眼看这样下去雄天鹅也要完了,只得把他送去了动物园。所幸救回来了。后来听说在动物园里又新配了对了。
 
后来这湖里倒是又来过一对黑天鹅,也是一雌一雄的,感情也好得很。可惜没多久,一只不晓得吃了什么东西,死了。我们急着救另一只,没成,很快也跟着死了。从那以后,这里就没有黑天鹅了。”
 
“可怜,”我长叹,“如今徐汇绿地里倒还是有一对黑天鹅的,但愿他们会好命一点。哦,我记得以前湖里还有好几只鸳鸯的,怎么也没了?”
 
“是啊,以前是有一只公鸳鸯带着三只母鸳鸯的。那只公鸳鸯平时游得飞快,我们根本逮不到他。可是有一日,可能也是吃了什么不该吃的东西,游到岸边时已是蔫蔫的,我们一探手就捉到他了。拿在手里就觉得不对劲,还没等走到棚里那只公鸳鸯就死了。”
 
“那些母鸳鸯怎么也不见了呢?”
 
“公的一死,有两只母的就飞走了。如今还剩了一只,最小的一只。”
 
“哦,那只剩下的可真够孤单的。就像那只特别傻又总是因为抢不到食物而在一旁生闷气的大灰鹅,也是落单的吧?”
 
“嘿嘿,那只灰鹅确实是傻,反应慢不说,脾气还特别大,老是追着别的鸟打架。不过他倒不是单个的,有只白的配他,只是平时不留心看不出来。”
 
老保安又指指那对白天鹅:“再来说点好玩的吧——你看着这湖里一对一对的鸟,其实啊都是不成对的哦。”
 
我诧异:“这白天鹅难道不是一雌一雄的么?”
 
“是倒是,怎么说呢……”老保安搔搔脑袋,指指嘴巴颜色稍深的那只,“用人做比方吧,这只雌的已经是50岁的老太太了,那只雄的还只是个18岁的小伙子。你说,小伙子怎么会看得上老太太呢?
 
不过么,在这‘小伙子’之前,那只雌的倒还是另外有一个伴的。当时的那只雄天鹅对雌天鹅好得不得了,雌天鹅到哪儿,他就跟到哪儿。吃东西的时候,他一定是要赶开所有的水鸟,让那只雌天鹅独自慢慢享用完之后,他才吃的。可惜啊,那只雄天鹅有一只翅膀是有病的,举不起来,怎么说呢,算是个残疾吧。所以雌天鹅看不上他。当初雌天鹅倒是下了八颗蛋的。可是拿到中心去一照,都是没有受过精的,压根孵不出小天鹅来。
 
后来雄天鹅被人偷走了,再也没找回来过。所以就又给雌天鹅找了如今的这个伴。这回,雌天鹅倒是看上人家了,可人家小伙子又看不上她了。后来雌天鹅又下过一次蛋,可拿去一照,也全是没有受过精的,不成的……”
 
老保安指指分别向两边游去的天鹅:“看吧,如今的这只雄的,压根不理会那只雌的,从来不跟着她的,哪像原先的那只雄的这么巴结哦。”
 
我忍不住笑:“天鹅和人还真象呢——刘若英有首歌就是唱他们的:‘爱我的我不爱,我爱的不爱我’,呵呵。”
 
老保安也笑了。又手指远处岸上的那对大白鹅:“那也不是一对的,两只都是雄的。”
 
“可看他俩交情莫逆,莫非是断背之谊?”
 
老保安没听懂,指指那只漂亮的江西鸭子:“他俩啊,居然都和这只江西鸭子好上了。”
 
我差点晕倒:“鹅和鸭哎……还玩threesome……若是下了蛋,孵出来的会是什么啊……”
 
老保安点点头:“你别不信,还真是下蛋了呢。而且那两只鹅,原先和谁都要打架抢食吃的,可现在唯独让着那只江西鸭子,每次吃东西都护着她。”
 
我定睛注视着那只神奇的江西鸭子,她眼圈的那抹胭脂红确实是有着颠倒众生(至少是白鹅)的妩媚。如今看她在沙地里一摇一摆地走,我对她的敬仰真滔滔如黄河之水……
 
“最后再说说那些绿头鸭吧,也有意思着呢。”老保安意犹未尽,“他们这群,都是公鸭子。母的就是那几只颜色灰灰的,个数可比公的少多了。每年到了四五月份,鸭子发情了,你就能看到公鸭们老凑在一块儿,互相使劲点头——其实啊,那是他们在说话讨论呢——‘是你先上啊还是我先来啊’?点头点了好一通之后,就会有一只公鸭子游出去找母鸭子配对,别的就在后边耐心地等着。”
 
“他们从不为争母鸭子打架吗?”我有点不信。
 
“从来不打。我说了嘛,他们一直使劲互相点头来着,他们彼此啊,能说话。有秩序着呢。”
 
我看着那群半小时前还在哄抢饼干的绿头鸭,颇有点刮目相看的敬意。
 
“这些鸟啊,每年春天交配完,就会在岸边衔草来筑窝下蛋。那段时间啊,你们可要特别留神,不要走近惊吓了她们。她们一受惊,就不会下蛋了。”老保安目送着水鸟们往湖的另一头游去,感叹着说,“鸟的故事啊,和人也差不多呢。”
 
我点点头。太阳开始西下了,有点阴冷起来。我辞别了老保安,回家了。
1/9/2009

Where Am I?

I'm walking on an endless road, and the road leads to nowhere.
 
I'm searching for a place in my dream, and the place is called never land.
 
I once said "never," and you told me, "Never say never"...
 
这两天突然牙齿痛,试了很多方法,依然不见缓和。晚上躺在床上看书,听着Jazz,喝着一杯Scotch给牙龈消毒,不知不觉就有点迷迷糊糊了。可是牙齿依旧隐隐作痛,难以入睡。
 
半睡半醒中读到村上春树的一段文章,蓦地就如被击中了般,胸口开始钝钝地痛。
 
最近重读了村上的好几篇小说,其实很早以前都是读过的,但却都已浑然忘记了,如今读来又仿佛是初次一般。人的记忆真是奇怪。想来年轻时读过的很多其他书可能也是同样的光景。早知如此,当时如此勤奋的挑灯夜读又为的是哪般呢?
 
当初大学刚刚毕业时读村上,总有种晕晕乎乎的不真实感,在理解上确实是有代沟的。如今重读,年纪与作者当初写作时不相上下了,感觉上便也自然而然亲近了很多。
 
那段文章写的是年逾30 的村上在东京山手线电气列车里的情景:
 
“我站在车门前,怕车票丢失似的紧紧攥在手里,隔窗望着外面的景致。我们的街市。不知为什么,景致弄得我甚为黯然神伤。城市生活者那如同举行某种年度仪式般陷入的仿佛日常熟悉的混浊的咖啡咖喱样的精神幽暗再次笼罩了我。脏兮兮的楼宇,芸芸众生的群体,永不中顿的噪音,挤得寸步难移的车列,铺天盖地的广告牌,野心与失望与焦躁与亢奋——其中有无数选择无数可能。但同时又是零。我们拥有这一切,而又一切都不拥有。这就是城市。蓦地,我想起那个中国女孩的话:‘这里终究不是我应在的场所’。...
 
东京——甚至东京这座城市,一天在山手线列车厢里也突然开始失却其现实性。其景物开始在车窗外急速崩溃。我手攥车票目不转睛注视这一过程。城市依序消失。是的,这里没有我的位置。我们的语言就这样失去,我们怀有的理想迟早将这样云消雾散,犹如那原以为永远持续下去的思春期在人生途中的某一点突然杳无踪影。
 
谬误……所谓谬误,或许如那个中国女大学生说的那样(抑或如精神分析医生说的那样),归根结底乃是一种逆反性欲望。果真如此,谬误正是我本身你本身。这样,便哪里都没有出口。”
 
自2004年至今,一直在城市与城市之间飘荡。原以为或许可以停下来,却发现注定要继续漂泊。这里,何处,是我的位置?
 
1/8/2009

月亮河上的史努比

妈妈打来电话:“今天信箱里有你的一封信,是松江一家房地产公司寄来的,里面是书签。明天给你带来吧。”
 
我照例心不在焉地应了声好,心想:现在的房产广告做得还挺有创意嘛。
 
及至从妈妈手里拿到信,才发现情况远比预想的有意思。
 
信封没有封口,没有写上我家的地址,也没有邮戳,只有我的名字。很显然是寄信的人亲自投入我家信箱的。信封里没有任何文字,只有六张非常可爱的史努比的小卡片,每张都仔仔细细地收藏在一个小塑料夹内,用来做书签倒也确实合适不过。
 
信封是单位里的公事信封,是松江一家叫做月亮河的房地产开发公司,公司Logo是蓝色河水上一弯蓝色的月亮,挺漂亮。
 
我的名字是用手写上去的,字不能算是漂亮。因此排除了信来自同住一幢大楼的堂姐的可能性——姐姐的一手书法可是了不得的好。在名字前面还很洋派地写了个FOR,因此也不象是长辈们干的事儿。可是若说是某房产开发商打听到了我的名字、住址,还特地派人上门来投送六张史努比的书签,却又是怎么算都划不来的买卖。
 
送信来的人显然认识我,知道我和父母的住址(但似乎不知道我已经在外独住了),离我家不远,会(至少一点)英语,知道我对史努比的喜爱,而且貌似在松江开发一处叫做“月亮河”的别墅小区(或至少和月亮河有所关联)……
 
分析至此,对于何人送我史努比,为何送我史努比,我依旧完全是一头雾水。
 
于是登录信封上的网址(www.moonrivergroup.com.cn)去看,可是仍旧毫无线索。那个别墅小区我肯定未曾踏足过,虽说网页看上去还着实不错。网站里传出Moon River熟悉的歌声,突然想起了《蒂凡尼的早餐》,想起了奥黛丽.赫本坐在窗台上怀抱吉他低唱这首曲子时的深深的忧伤……多么遥远的记忆了。
 
沿着月亮河缓缓向我漂来的一只幸福的小狗——虽说只是薄薄的六片纸片,但却让我温暖。让我想起了很久很久以前和旧同事们一个晚上跑遍周围所有的麦当劳只为了收集齐最后一只太空人史努比的疯狂岁月,让我忆起了在我出国前不声不响为我送来大大一本《史努比》全集的久未联系的朋友,让我听到了在弗洛里达环球影城的史努比乐园里和台湾的那群可爱的女子们留下的年轻的笑声……
 
有一条善良又经常自以为是的小狗,叫做史努比。史努比曾说,幸福就是手中的那条小毯子。
 
无论这月亮河上的小狗是来自于何人的馈赠,我都深深地感谢。也许有一天,我也能重新找到那条幸福的毯子……
12/22/2008

眼皮为什么会跳

2008年12月18日上午10时许,右眼皮忽然不停地跳起来。
 
一开始是浑不在意的——谁一辈子里眼皮没有跳过几回?任其跳上一阵儿,自然就好了。于是照样的干活、上网、看书、浇花、晒太阳……
 
可是这一回似乎有些不寻常,眼皮整整跳了一天,还没有停下的迹象。每隔个三四分钟,右眼皮底下就好像趴了只迷你小兔似的,在那儿一阵乱颤。一天下来,开始搅得我坐立难安、心惊肉跳起来。眼皮这样跳啊跳,究竟是跳财呢还是跳灾呢?有没有男左女右的区别呢?我的蹦跳不停的眼皮到底想要向我传递怎样的消息呢?
 
第二天眼皮继续跳。
 
于是凡事变得格外小心,吃饭细嚼慢咽,把所有过期了的食物药品统统清理一空,半年来头一次记得吃我的综合维生素片,过马路前至少左右张望四遍才开始迈步,不停给家人和久违的朋友们打电话发邮件,确认每一个人都在地球的某个角落平安快乐地生活着……
 
可是眼皮还是不领情,依然不知疲倦地跳啊跳——在太平洋百货看琳琅满目的打折衣服时跳,在Pasti看美味诱人的意大利菜单时跳,在环艺看《非诚勿扰》的时候跳,在美祺听宫崎峻动画交响乐的时候也还是不停地跳……它是快乐哪还是不满啊,真是莫名其妙啊……
 
就连在睡梦中,我也能隐约感觉到眼皮的跳动,一下,又一下……它莫非是想去一探那梦中的天地么?
 
第三天,我对自己蹦跳的眼皮从医学角度严重不安起来。
 
是不是眼珠子快要爆掉了?会不会是隐形眼镜戴得年头太长了?不会是我最近刚刚开始尝试的韩国眼霜有什么不良副作用吧?睡觉睡得太多了?还是睡得还不够?看书看多了?晚上电视看得太晚了?……
 
于是我换上了有框眼镜,停用了眼霜,不看书、不看电脑、不看电视,打了个小盹儿,做了眼保健操,点了眼药水,对眼睛采取了热敷,又改用了冰敷,泡了铁观音对着右眼用蒸汽熏,泡了澡加速血液循环,努力地挤出了若干滴眼泪来减低眼压,甚至最后还对着右眼重重拍打了两下……
 
可是我的眼皮对我的一切努力置若罔闻,蹦跳如故。
 
第四天,是周日,也是冬至,一年中黑夜最长的一天。而我,也开始接受了我拥有跳跃的右眼皮的现实——凡存在的必是合理的。不过,我还是决定第二天一早去看看瑞金眼科的大夫——这年头,作为上了年纪的专业人士,对任何健康问题都不能掉以轻心啊。
 
朋友打来电话,邀我下午去她家砌上几圈长城,正被眼皮折磨得不行的我欣然同意。
 
我的麻将刚学不久,上牌桌也仅仅两次而已。不过我的起点可是很高的——朋友教我的可是从网上下载的国际麻将协会竞赛规则。可惜的是,我已渐渐不满足于“垃圾糊” 带给我的快乐了,开始志当存高远地做起“一条龙”、“清一色”、“十三不靠”、“七小对”甚至“大四喜”的美梦来,结果功亏一篑不用说,还老是点了别家的炮……幸好本着小赌怡情的宗旨,我们来的是一毛钱的牌局——结果等到吃晚饭的时节,我还是掏光了身边所有的钢蹦儿——输了十三块五毛钱哦!
 
告别了朋友,走在突然降温了的刮着大风的冬至夜的寂静的大街上,我突然感到一丝异样。是什么地方不对劲了呢?好像掉了什么东西似的,心里有点挂念,又有点空落落的……难道是真的小气到了为输钱而难过了吗?天啊天啊……不对,不对,再好好想想……
 
啊哈!原来是……哈哈,怎么可能呢?可确实是真的呀!……
 
我的眼皮不跳了!!!
 
真的,自从在冬至夜输了麻将,我的眼皮再也没跳过了。如今整整一天过去了,抚摸着平静的右眼皮,我还真有一点不习惯呢。
 
这真是一个关于国粹麻将的奇迹。:)
 
12/20/2008

无题

从宣告重新开博到如今,整整一年,居然只是摘抄了一小段歌词聊作应付,实在是汗颜至极。
 
太热闹的时候不屑写,太寂寞的时候不敢写,太高兴的时候写不出来,太伤心的时候写不下去……
 
在沪蛰居的日子里,每天静静地读书,各种各样的书,正如形形色色的人生。读完了,就放下,不去多想,只是经历一下旁人的人生,聆听贤哲的低语,打发过分多余的时间而已。
 
有时半夜静思,蓦然间便会有将心中所想诉诸纸笔的冲动。及至打开电脑,却是一个字也打不下去。是无话可说也罢,欲说还休也好,渐渐地,手就生涩了,抑或,是灵魂生茧了?
 
不快乐的日子里,所幸身边不乏可以倾诉的友人。只是每每发现,原来友人们也各有烦恼,相比我的,可谓只多不少。在他们眼里,也许我只是个不知餍足的不愿面对现实的大娃娃,天性快乐,却仍爱撒娇抱怨……也许友人们是对的。游荡在这座让我又厌烦又留恋的城市里,擦肩而过的,是一张张忧心忡忡的不快乐的面孔。相较那些陌生又熟悉的人们,我实在是没有理由不满足了吧……可是人如何才能知足呢?也许只有妥协了,才会知足了,常乐了?
 
经历过很多艰难的朋友郑重劝告我,现在已经不是二十岁犯了错还输得起的年纪了,与现实妥协,也是不可避免的成长之痛。我知道,朋友的话是对的,可是,我何时才能拥有这种历经打磨后的智慧呢?妥协后的灵魂,真的就能找到安身之所了吗?
 
这经济萧条的半年里,我每天的平均睡眠应该大大超过8小时了吧?现实不够精彩,那何妨就早早躲入梦乡,一效梦蝶的庄周呢……
4/23/2008

C'est La Vie

Ne laisse pas le temps te décevoir
ll ne peut être conquis
Dans la tristesse dans la douleur
Aujourd'hui, demain
Au fil du temps
Le temps
C'est La Vie
12/17/2007

重新开博

今天在“长城脚下的公社”里闲逛,满山坡的积雪,一片冬日的萧瑟中,一棵不知名的小树却顶着满枝鲜红的果子独自光艳着。
 
震撼之余,突有所悟。生命的精彩是靠自己来创造的,只要努力地绽放着,执着地快乐着,严冬和春日又有何区别。
 
于是近来惶惑的心情变得澄清。在这个阳光明媚的冬日,踏着皑皑白雪,攀上绵延的古长城,离开都市的喧嚣,也离开了所谓“公社”的矫揉做作,迎着斜阳,极目远眺,突然感到了久违的安静和快乐。
 
工作辛苦就忙里偷闲吧,受点闷气就一笑了之吧,身体不适就学会偷懒吧,想家了就多多回去吧。只要身边仍有一群好朋友,一起热热闹闹或安安静静地喝点小酒,吃点美食,说点梦话,发点牢骚,其实也不算太委屈了吧。
 
于是决定重新开博。这也算是向新的一年迈出的一大步吧。
 
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7/14/2007

水月

对林怀民和他的现代舞团“云门舞集”遥慕许久。今天去看了他们的“水月”,却有些失望。
创意是好创意,传统太极和现代舞的糅合,阴阳交融,意图将观者引入宁静内省、天人一体的境界;
舞者是好舞者,专业、投入,一招一式均柔中带刚,静中蓄势,颇得太极之意蕴;
舞团也是好舞团,认真,敬业,就因台下有观众用闪光灯摄影,在开演了两分多钟后坚持谢幕,重新开始演出。
可是,总觉得这场70分钟的舞蹈伤于斧凿。由于太过追求脱俗的意境,反而令其失之矫情,因刻意而趋于媚俗。
当白裤飘飘的半裸舞者们神态严肃地临水起舞,我身边坐着的一位大叔居然忍不住笑出声来:“全是慢动作。”
那一刹那,我仿佛看到了一群顾影自怜的白水仙。
美则美矣,却因过于自恋,而产生了与观者的隔膜。
也许这种自我的彰显正是现代舞的精髓?我不懂,我只是一个附庸风雅的观众。我只觉得沉闷。
那样慢速而频繁重复的舞姿,令我恹恹欲睡。
不过也许只是因为我白天在颐和园徒步十里,着实累了;也许是因为晚上在川办吃得过饱,致使脑部缺氧。……
散场的时候,身后的一位老者对他的老伴说,这场舞令他感到了审美上的疲劳。
此话信然!
7/11/2007

"Officemate"

一只花脚大蚊子最近心血来潮来我办公室落了户。
非常殷勤地与我天天相伴到黎明。
每至夜深人静,我勤奋地加班,伊便也振作精神谋起伊的营生——不遗余力地在我身上所有可以下嘴的地方开咬。
每一轮轰炸均惊心动魄,不狠狠咬上七、八口绝不罢休。
三个晚上过去,脚上、腿上、胳膊上累累的都是桃核般大包,惨不忍睹。
有时明明瞥见伊就在我腿脖子处歇脚,刚举掌欲作个了断,伊轻盈地一个转身,便已不知所踪。
伊是怎么混进这密不透风的23层楼里来的呢?
悔不该当初在众人面前夸口自己是超级“吸蚊器”,定是不巧被伊听了去,于是特来投奔。
更可恼的是天天加班至凌晨。
所以不仅提供了伊的晚餐,还主动附送宵夜。
居然同时被资本家和蚊子双重吸血,真是失败中的失败……
今天晚上要print red herring,看来又得在办公室里和伊作伴到清晨了。
很无聊地数着身上很red的蚊子包,突发奇想:
这能算“工伤”吗?
6/23/2007

生活在何处?

今天在去南新仓看牡丹亭的路上,和同事老调重弹地争论起北京的好坏来。她一以贯之地讨厌北京,怀念在香港和上海的生活。同为“上海作女”的我却坚持自己喜欢北京的立场:尽管她的生活方式没有南方城市的精致,服务业也少了一份海派的巴结,可是她不小家子气,文化底气足,又大,又杂,好玩的地方又多,真是有看头得紧。
 
喜欢北京是个渐近的过程,因为她是座需要你深入其中,慢慢体味的城市。虽然在北京的生活远非完美无缺,但也恰恰因此而可圈可点,有滋有味。有时候,她会逗得你乐不可支,有时候,她也会整得你气不打一处来,有时候,她会有点装腔作势,有时候,她也土得掉渣。但难能可贵的是,这座城市有她的真性情,大气,不琐碎,所以我喜欢。
 
前两个星期,在美术馆东街的三联书店偶然淘到了一本吴冠中老先生的速写集。那些速写的意境极美,吴老的文字更是与之相映成趣。其中的一篇《美丑缘》让我心有戚戚焉,好在文章短小精悍,索性全文抄录如下:
 
      追寻美,发现美,是我的职业、职责,是我生活的整体,生命的全部。
      到哪里去寻找美的对象?天上人间?在杂草丛中,在乱石堆里,在密林深处,在悠悠湖上,在雪峰之巅的“琼楼玉宇”;在父老乡亲处,在异国情调中;在欢乐中,在咒骂中;在晨曦中,在黑夜里……我四处寻找美,也时时碰见丑,仿佛有缘。
      在艺术探索中,在生活实践中,我日益认识到丑的作用和力量。水太清则无鱼。活鱼须依赖水中的各种营养物为生,正如艺术,离不开生活,离不开生活中的喜与愁,美与丑。
 
我想,这也正是北京吸引我的原因。在此地,可以远离尘嚣地窝在皇家粮仓里品味“厅堂版”《牡丹亭》的莺莺呖呖,阳春白雪;也可以在街边小面馆目睹邻桌的悍妇们一言不合大打出手,汤碗面条满场飞的壮观场面(其实我当时是很想钻到桌子底下去的,还好那些面条最后都砸在了前面一位男士的头上)。……
 
北京以她的大和深,不动声色间,就融合了所有的美丑和对立。单单这份不经意,就是上海人学不来、香港人做不到的。
 
所以说,北京真的很好玩。
 
以前总觉得生活在别处,现在开始慢慢地弄懂了一个很简单的道理:其实生活就在此地,就在当下的每分每秒。
 
正如To love yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance,To love your life is the beginning of a happily ever after。
 
所以虽然同事比我多很多很多的钱,有老公小孩,有司机保姆,但是我依旧非常高兴地意识到自己是个比她幸运很多很多的人。
 
其实学习喜欢上一个地方,一点也不困难,也根本不需要那么多外部的理由。既然这是个我生活其中的城市,那就足够讨我的欢喜了。不是么?
5/31/2007

将儿童节进行到底

     万圣节和儿童节是我觉得最有意思的两个节日。为了向小朋友们和依稀还记得自己曾经是小朋友的大朋友们表示节日的祝贺,本小姐决定今晚不辞辛苦地爬爬格子,更新一下久已荒芜的博客。(即使再次被戴上“Identity Crisis”的帽子,那也只好过自己的节,让别人说去啦。)
 
    1、 关于上班这件事
     实事求是地说,我现在写网络日志的热情大大不如在纽约的时候高涨了。很多朋友据此满怀同情地推算我在北京的工作一定是辛苦得不分白昼黑夜。其实呢,嘿嘿,那纯属误解。我只是懒,如此而已。
      根据我的观察,和大多数在北京奋战于法律事业第一线的同行相比,我的Life Style已经算得令人羡慕的了(当然,和别的行业不具可比性):熬夜加班虽然不可避免,却也并不频繁;周末、长假大都可以自己支配;闲起来的时候甚至还可以偷空下楼洗个头,涂个手指甲什么的;有次5点半下班溜去国贸做按摩,还被一位同行朋友逮个正着,害得人家羡慕得牙根发痒,真是惭愧……
      最近趁闲暇的时候随手翻翻朱德庸的《关于上班这件事》,心得颇多。其实上班这件事从客观上讲确实是违背人的好逸恶劳的天性的(一直不明白为什么要把好逸恶劳列为“八耻”之一,简直是扭曲人性嘛……),真正聪明的富贵闲人们自然不会给自己套上这样一个桎梏。可惜芸芸众生大多没有那样的好福气,所以只好去做个“上班族”--辛苦、受气在所难免,否则老板干嘛要给你发工资呢?
     既然不得不上班,快乐与否就很大程度上取决于心态了。我的心得是:作为一个小喽罗,面子上一定要听老板和Senior的话,骨子里不可不学会适度的打混摸鱼;工作是一定要认真完成的,但偷懒也是一定要见缝插针的。
      所以呢,很忙的时候,也会忙里偷闲地去楼下的“蘭会所”(俏江南的北京旗舰店,据称装修花了3亿人民币,里面的厕所是其亮点--男女通用,宽敞豪华,一整面墙都是镜子,马桶边上还带沙发的说--不过后来有朋友说这样的设计令其目的变得可疑,私下里颇为赞同这种肮脏的揣测,呵呵)打顿奢侈的牙祭或者喝杯小酒;很空的时候,也会装模作样地怀揣一本ADR Memo去楼里新开的Starbucks端杯买一赠一的咖啡边喝边学习学习(好歹是Professional Studay嘛)。
     健康端正的心态是快乐工作的源泉。嘿嘿。
     
      2、交通工具
      我最近买车了。
      是在家乐福里出售的那种小轱辘的可折叠式自行车(请认准“捷马”牌)。冰蓝色,很cute,在超市里结帐的时候回头率超高的!
      买的时候其实我压根儿还不会骑车。所以是把车叠吧叠吧塞在出租车的后盖箱里给运回来的。
      正巧我家后面儿正在造一片很大的绿地,有一大块马路还没有通车,除了有三三两两遛达的民工兄弟和晚上自发组成的在此地切磋技艺PK的滚轴溜冰一族,基本上就没有什么人了。我早就看上那块地儿了--真是学车的绝佳地点。
      岚和佳佳自告奋勇做我的教练,拍胸脯保证在半小时内把我交会,还不带摔跤的。我呢,真是天资聪颖,上车没踩几下就能自个儿歪歪扭扭地骑起来了(估摸着是因为车轱辘实在是太小了,我委实没有害怕摔跤的心理障碍,放开了胆子,自然就学得快了),再蹬个几圈就已经骑得还挺有模有样了。唯一的遗憾是当教练们雄心勃勃地要我表演骑车绕8字时,因为技术难度过高,我每次都会不由自主地往站在两端做人棍儿的可爱的教练们的身上撞,真是险象环生……
     头一回练车的结果还是很令人满意的。教练们说能教的都已经教给我了,接下来么,就是要靠自身的修行了-- 好吧,一定要趁那条马路通车之前把骑车这件事搞定!
    (虽说学车的时候没有摔跟头,其实还是颇吃了些皮肉之苦的:第二天发现两条腿上居然有9处乌青!好可怜……)
 
     3、煎饼v.s.可丽饼
     今天早上走路去上班,下着小雨,有点冷嗖嗖的。于是非常难得地想吃早饭了。拐到旁边的巷子里,买了只煎饼果子,好大一个,加了好多料,还有鸡蛋,才两块钱。
     中午因为外面下大雨(北京最近下了好几场大雨喽,我的宝贝雨伞们总算有用武之地了,真是开心!),所以偷懒去地下室解决午饭问题。一时嘴馋,去“嘻皮卷”点了一张巧可力香蕉可丽饼(Crepe是也),花了13倍于煎饼果子的价钱。吃完后的心得是:还是咱北京的煎饼比老外的煎饼强……
      So, what's the moral of this story?
      这个故事要告诉我们的就是:如果您在北京要很小资很风花雪月地过老外一般的生活,北京一点儿也不比呆在国外便宜;可是若您能安安心心学习做个普通老百姓,还是能花少少的钱过上很快乐很滋润的小日子的。
 
     4、快乐的上班道
     前段时间走了半个多小时绕了好大一个弯儿,去找传说中的有着巨大的屏幕的“全北京向上看”。后来才发现,原来那地儿就叫“世贸天阶”(The Place),离我家新城国际才两三分钟的路(就正对着我学车的那条路……)。(作为超级路盲,我自认无可救药。)
     不过吃一堑长一智,靠着绕的那个弯,我发现了一条步行上班的绝佳路线:从我家出发,经过与新城国际连成一体的一大片绿地(还有很多花哦),穿过建筑风格不俗的世贸天阶,沿着素有“国宾路”之称的东大桥路(两边居然可以有五排行道树,早上阳光透着树叶照在路面上,真是越走越高兴)走上个一刻钟,就可以来到我们的如两只绿色瓦斯罐儿般矗立在长安街南边的亲爱的LG双子座大厦了!
    健身杂志教导我们,每天步行30分钟有利于身心健康。有现在这样ideal的工作距离和位置,真是夫复何求!
    所以呢,当最近有一个可以使年收入直线上升的机会摆在面前时,也因为不舍得放弃这条上班步行路线而婉言放弃了(当然喽,这只是原因之一,更重要的原因是深深被我们所今年4月1日特刊的Cleargossip News打动了,哈哈)(而且,虽然放弃了这次机会,但还是有两大收获:一是知道了常州宾馆有做非常好吃地道且价钱公道的淮扬菜,二是在日坛公园边上的芳草地西街找到了万圣书园的分店)。
 
      5、世贸天阶、新光天地和其他
      作为一个对新鲜事物和新鲜娱乐充满好奇但又往往后知后觉的家伙,我是在世贸天阶开张挺久以后才找到那地方的。之前只隐约记得那里要开一家Zara旗舰店,还有就是岚曾经偶尔提起附近有个地方整条街的顶上是一整溜儿的超大屏幕,而且永远有很多鱼在屏幕上游来游去(我当初以为是红鲤鱼之类的,后来去看了,才恍悟岚说的原来是海豚……)
      误打误撞摸到世贸天阶是在一个无所事事的闷热的周六晚上。起初只是想寻个消夏纳凉的去处,于是很偶然地就想到了那个传说中的有鱼游来游去的大屏幕。如上文所述,不分东南西北的我很愚蠢地兜了一个大大的圈子,于晚上8时30分终于寻到了那遥慕已久的大屏幕。到达的一刻颇具传奇色彩:原来世贸天阶每晚8点,8点半,9点半和10点都会在巨大的天屏上播放特别节目,我到的那会儿,节目刚巧开始--时而热带雨林,时而海底世界,时而传统书画,时而袅娜时装,时而万花绽放,时而礼花缤纷,真是极尽娱乐耳目之能事。所有逛街的人或站或坐,但都同一姿势地做持续性抬头运动,时不时还从不自觉微张的嘴里嘣出几声“哇哇”的赞叹来,真是不枉此地“全北京向上看”的名号。
      后来特地拉着岚和佳佳又去看过几次节目,有讲宇宙之迷的,也有高呼“人民万岁”的爱国主义短片,但偏偏再也没有等到过我头一次去时那套令我惊艳不已的片子,许是日子或者时段没凑上吧……世事多如此,刻意去寻的,反而大多不能如愿。不过幸好天阶就在我家边上,只要时不时去逛上一圈儿乘个凉,总有一天能再遇上。
      新光天地是今年4月份开的,就在大望路上,华贸那片儿,离我家也不远,打车10分种,走路估模着半小时也就到了。华贸附近如今也热闹方便得很了--有渥尔玛,有万达影城(每天10点的早场电影才10块钱,可惜已经连演了两周的《忍者神龟》了……),有很多的饭馆(比如悦堂小火锅),还有“东方大班”可以捏脚推油。而新光天地就是这里的highlight。
      在北京很难找到一处逛街的地方让你有很想掏腰包的欲望,可是新光天地却是个大大的例外。这个shopping mall着实是巨大的(我们逛了一下午,才绕着其中的一处自动扶梯逛了三层,大约连10分之一也没有逛到),但却大而有当,有很多好东东可以挑,可以买(岚和我各提了4双鞋回家)。而且有很多好的国际一线品牌都首次进驻大陆了(居然连Anteprima等等都来了呢)。更好的是,在楼上的餐厅里,不仅有“翡翠”,“鹿港小镇”,还开了一家“鼎泰丰”--那可是我每次回上海必去新天地吃的超级无敌小笼包啊!(可是真的是有点贵……)当然喽,如果不想在吃的方面花费过多,地下一层的美食天地里也有很多价廉物美的东东,就是要先买餐卡,有点不方便。
     
      6、珍珠奶茶大搜索
      前一阵子岚和我特别着迷于珍珠奶茶,可是在双子座和秀水附近一通狂找,居然连一家卖奶茶的小店也没有!这附近的人太崇洋媚外了--处处是讨好西洋人的咖啡馆、Smoothie店和酒吧,却都不屑于提供这样一种深受国内大众欢迎的饮品……
     于是岚开始望梅止渴地向我绘声绘色地形容她们无锡的珍珠奶茶有多么好喝(据吃喝玩乐权威学家佳佳小姐认定,最好喝的是“街客”--天,多么奇怪的名字!试想想若你在大街上听见一个小姑娘对另一个小姑娘欢欢喜喜地说:“走,我们去‘街客’!”……)
     然后岚对珍珠奶茶的渴望变得desperate起来,不顾我们刚刚立下的要省钱的誓言,跑到新城国际楼下的“亚米”去买了一杯22块钱的奶茶(路边小店里的才3块钱一杯啊……而且有大半杯都是冰块,恨得我们直骂亚米“奸商”)。
     正在发愁踏破铁鞋无觅处,没承想得来全不费功夫。之后的一个周末,第一次去逛新光天地,不期然就在马路对面的街拐角发现了一家门面小小的铺子,上面大书二字:“街客”!
     可是,那一次,居然还是没有喝到心仪的奶茶……
     前因后果是这样的:
     我们(我、岚、萍)冲到“街客”,张口就要三大杯珍珠奶茶,不料店员小妹摇摇头:“珍珠只够一杯的了,还有两杯只能加椰果。”“那么就请你把一杯的珍珠平均分在三杯里,把两杯的椰果也平均分在三杯里。”店员小妹仍然摇摇头:“一杯的珍珠只能放在一杯里,两杯的椰果也只能放在两杯里。”“可是我们付三杯的钱啊,只是让你替我们重新分配一下而已嘛……”店员小妹只是继续摇头:“不行的,不行的。”
     正在纠缠不清,一个小伙儿路过,抢在我们前面买了两杯珍珠奶茶。
     “咦,刚才你明明说只有一杯珍珠的!怎么他买了两杯呢?”“他那是小杯呀。一大杯的珍珠等于两小杯。刚才我们还剩下三小杯的珍珠嘛。”“什么?!你们刚才还剩下有三杯的珍珠?!那为什么和我们说只有一杯了?”“你们说要大杯的呀,剩下的珍珠只够放一个大杯了嘛。”“那你看我们在这里为了分那一大杯的珍珠辛苦了半天,就不会告诉我们其实是可以分开买三小杯的吗?”“你们自己要买大杯的呀。而且一杯的珍珠只能加在一杯里的……”这如唐僧般絮叨叨纠缠不清的白痴店员小妹终于令岚和萍忍无可忍了:“走了,不喝了!”(其实我们刚刚吃了麻辣锅,个个渴得要死。)
     我眼巴巴地看着还剩下的最后那一小杯珍珠奶茶,很没有骨气地想买来解馋,可是岚和萍已经怒气冲冲头也不回地往前走了,我只好咽咽口水,作罢。
     唉,我的珍珠奶茶梦……
4/14/2007

流水帐日记

昨天发了一通牢骚。
今天决定要好好振作一下。
中午起床,以端正的态度投入忘我的工作,睡眼惺忪地回了一堆邮件(后来才明白有时候身为junior,表现得太卖力太responsive也属于不够"considerate"……)。
又一鼓作气把积了好几周的衣服给洗了。
做完鼻贴和眼膜后,睏了,于是再打了一个小盹儿。
醒来快4点了,看看外面依旧阳光灿烂,蓝天白云,真是个难得的好天气。
于是怀里揣着佳佳新近给我买的100块钱的公交储值卡,决定出去晒晒太阳溜达溜达。
信步逛到蓝岛,在附近的“面爱面”吃了一大碗拉面。还喝了一碗甜甜糯糯的红豆沙。肚子饱了,心情立即大好。(原来之前的郁闷都是饿出来的……)
蹭到面馆前面的公交站牌前琢磨了一会儿,决定搭110路去天坛玩。
北京现在真好,刷卡乘车才4毛钱,真是惠泽大众啊!
到了天坛,恰巧是落日时分,金色的斜阳透过苍松翠柏,映在祈年殿的金顶上,肃穆庄重,寂寞美好。
路边是盛开的樱花,白的,粉的,风一吹,花瓣就簌簌地纷飞,如下一场旖旎的雨。
有人在林间幽幽地拉着二胡。
植满松柏的林间草地上,处处盛开着二月兰,蓝白的小花蓬蓬勃勃,霸道地抓住每个人的视线,一望无际。
傍晚时分,游人少了,花香显得格外浓郁,几乎让人有点微醺的恍惚。
长廊里,有老人家拉着马头琴,吟唱着蒙古草原上的牧歌。
抬头望天,是澄澈的蓝,蓝而高。
每次来天坛,都有种发自内心的欢喜。
这真是个好地方。
于是觉得北京的春天还是很美好的。
太阳落下去了。
二月兰的香味更浓了。铺头盖脑地,象要把人整个包裹起来攫走似的。
于是我又搭上110,花了4毛钱,心满意足地回家了。
明天一早约了岚和佳佳,8点出发去玉渊坛公园赏樱花去。
又将是美好的一天。

写在加班边上

最近很忙。
连续加了近三周的班。
还去香港出了五天的差。
白天受到无数邮件的轰炸。
半夜会有世界各地的Conference Call。
经常凌晨三、四点回家,非常渴睡。
早饭是从来就省略的了。有时晚餐也干脆跳过。只好赖办公室里的酸奶和水果为生。
好处是很快就瘦下来。裙腰松了点,样子倒是不错。
还幸得在港时见缝插针从“雅施”买了强力精华素和眼霜,脸上总算未泛菜色。
忙碌的时候,反而会认真考虑一点哲学问题,比如这般生活的目的何来……
中午和岚倒苦水。岚劝我:for the sake of money……
Well, what's the point of getting the money then? ——只是拿去贡献给了Anteprima这一季昂贵的新衣。
可惜日日关在办公室里不见天日,唯一的观众也就只得早晚的两个出租车司机(还得从后视镜里看,恐未必瞧得真切……)
岚于是很天才地建议我索性去嫁个司机,一举数得。给她一个白眼,继续我的无谓困惑。
岚说我有identity crisis。
当我在Hello Kitty店里和小朋友们挤一起兴高采烈地挑笔袋时,不由痛心疾首地承认了她的观察敏锐……
只是在社会上讨生活如此辛苦,有时候简单一点又何尝不是一种自我保护?
更何况保持简单也不是一件简单的事。
比如,很累的时候,还得时时保持笑容可掬、轻声细语……
所以说,韦小宝也不是好当的……
今天晚上溜出去吃晚饭,半夜回来加班听听Al Green解闷。结果两样事情均被客户撞个正着。然后伊在电话那头惊叹:看来你这个律师的生活还真够丰富多彩!天,他以为律师不是正常人么??
看来不幸误入这一行,真是前景堪怜……
还不如和佳佳一起去做面包师傅算了,至少开心,还有一门手艺傍身。
有时候做做白日梦,想索性去欧洲再逛个几年玩玩罢。可是转念一想:我四大衣橱的衣服怎么办?带又带不走,放又无处放……
天,这时才晓得这些身外之物的累赘。
幸好没有头脑发热去买房子,否则再背上一身的债,更加无脱身之日。
以前常常教训朋友要拿得起放得下。其实“放”委实太难。
有时仍会忍不住讲讲要去浪迹天涯的大话,只是现在这样讲出来,连自己都觉得如喊口号般虚伪无力。(还被岚严厉地指为心态不够端正,属于嫁不出去的一大理由……)
于是只好继续困在Twin Towers西楼一隅的斗室中,乖乖扮演我这个聪明听话好脾气的junior的角色。
只是要到何时,才可面朝大海,春暖花开?
……
3/28/2007

我只能为你画一张小卡片

亲爱的胖胖:
 
      其实你已经是位窈窕的淑女了,原谅我沿用旧时的称呼,十五、六年的老习惯了,要改也难。
      今天晚上,我正在北京的家里听Tracy Chapman的歌。那张CD还是我们在阳朔西街上淘来的。记得吗?那家我们偶然闯进的有很多很好的CD的小铺子?
      六年前我们徒步漓江的日子似乎伸手可及。
      河州上捉迷藏的树林、满天繁星下的篝火、清晨白鸭如大笑般的叫声、还有半夜潜入江中的冒险:
      冰凉的江水浸没了我们,头发如水草般在江面上浮荡,悠长的汽笛声中,一条连一条的小拖轮在我们面前迤逦而过……
      那样快乐的日子到哪里去了呢?随着江水漂走了么?
      当时甘之如饴的吃苦和自虐现在看来真是有点不可思议--那时候我们多穷,居然背着半人高的登山包,不眠不休地坐两天一夜的硬座火车去桂林;可是那时候的相片里,我们笑得多么开心……
      如今我们变成了“空中飞人”,在上好的馆子吃饭,住五星级的宾馆,用名牌的手袋,买昂贵的化妆品,……可是为什么我总觉得不满足呢?你呢?
      如果成熟只是不再让人轻易地开心,或者轻易地不开心,那是不是件很悲伤的事情?
      我现在经常礼节性地微笑,但却很少开怀地大笑了。比起当初疯笑到在地上滚作一团的日子,我们如今的淡漠稳重,是不是已经具备了“白骨精”们的典雅风范呢?
      在Tracy沉而哑的歌声中,我有点想念你,就如同有点想念那些逝去的闪亮的日子。
      Tracy的歌声停了。我就写到这里了。
      美容师对我说,要养成在晚上11点前睡觉的习惯,我总是做不到。你呢?
      祝我们永远都不会变老。
 
                                               胸无大志的喵呜   
                                               三月二十七日
3/23/2007

安心

达摩问二祖:“汝立雪断臂,当为何事?”祖曰:“某甲心未安,乞师安心。”摩云:“将心来,与汝安。”祖曰:“觅心了不可得。”摩曰:“与汝安心竟。”二祖忽然领悟。

这是一则很久以前读过的禅公案。最近常常想到它,于是顺手记下来。

开心是容易的,安心却是难的。

2/4/2007

一条简单的道路

(摘抄麦兜故事一则 - 注:麦兜是只小猪;讲故事的是麦麦,麦兜的表弟
麦太说麦兜吃得比一个大人还要多。
我认为他的大便比两个大人的还要大!
我肯定,三个大人加在一起,也没有这么大!
但麦兜还是吃很多东西。
大得比一个大人还要大……
他解释:“但我长肉啊!”他很喜欢自己长肉。
我问他:“要这么多肉干什么?”
他说:“肉多便力大!”
他说:“力大便可以帮人开瓶盖。”
我问他:“拧开瓶盖又怎样?”
但他还是很喜欢帮人开瓶盖。
麦兜真的很喜欢帮助人。
他只有很少的零用钱。
但他还是很喜欢帮助人。
我说他帮的人可能是个骗子!
但他还是吃很多很多。
大很大很大。
拧开了很多瓶盖。
给那很可能是骗子的乞丐钱。
我肯定他是个骗子。
他说:“小朋友,我不要你的钱了。”
我说:“麦兜,不要收!以后不要再理会他了!”拉着麦兜走。
但麦兜把钱收了,收时还糊里糊涂地说了声:“多谢!”
我为这件事发了麦兜一顿脾气。
麦太知道了,也发了一顿脾气。
但是麦兜还是老样子:肥、力大、吃很多很多、大很大很大……
有一次,我还看见麦兜把自己很少很少地零用钱给一个很可能很可能是骗子的乞丐。
我还见到那很可能很可能是骗子的乞丐,把钱还给他。
我看见麦兜把钱收了,还依稀地听见他用沙哑的声音说了声:“多谢!”
我照样很生气地,发了麦兜一顿脾气。
麦太照样也很生气地,其实也很担心地,发了麦兜一顿脾气。
但麦兜还是照旧这样大吃——大很大——肥——力大——好心。
多么简单的一条道路,多么难走,多么易走。
1/27/2007

New Year Resolutions

At 2:00 a.m., I was planning to write down my new resolutions for the year of 2007, in the vague hope that I can still call them "New Year" resolutions (it's still January, not too late...).  But instead I had a lovely chat with a very close (not measured by distance) old (not measured by age) girl friend for two hours, who was having a little problem with her poor stomach these days.  So, before starting, I would love to wish my dear Jina a very quick recovery and a very cheerful and prosperous (in all senses) year ahead!
 
Well, now let's see what I can do this year:
 
1.   Stay healthy and fit.
 
I should go swimming at the Alexander Club (which is just a few steps away from my apartment) more often and try to manage Free Style (Lana is a good coach).
 
2.  Keep myself well groomed - the simplest way to be a happy lady!
 
So we need regular manicure, pedicure, body massage, facial, hair care... Gee, I'm indulging myself too much and it's really a lot of money!    
 
3.  Never get drunk again
 
I was drunk for the first time in my life on my 29th birthday (yeah, I know, approaching 30 now...) and completely lost my memory about that night after I was half way through the second bottle of champagne with Lana at Suzie Wong.  As later told by Lana, to whom I owe great gratitude for escorting me home safe (and who also remembered to bring my favorite Armani evening bag back intact), I somehow managed to behave well after getting drunk (I do hope so...) except that I stubbornly thought she had sent me to her home when we got to my apartment and scorned her for being fussy to bring a glass of water to my bedside... 
 
It might sound comic, but believe me, memory loss is not a pleasant experience in any sense...   
 
4.  Call my mom and dad once a day (or at least every two days), even just to say "hello" and "I'm fine"; visit my parents, or let them visit me, at least once every two months.
 
5.  Get rid of my pimples, BY ALL MEANS!
 
I'm too old for that remark of youth...
 
6.  Save money
 
So no more new bags or coats - which can cost a big fortune and which I've got far more than enough. 
 
But of course to save money does not mean to sacrifice the indispensable pleasures in life! (Then can I really save money???)
 
7.  Work hard, play hard
 
Keep the balance between work and life.  We work to live, not live to work!
 
I wish I could retire soon (then I could move to Chengdu - I really love that city).  But since our salary has just been increased (quite a big jump!), maybe I should stick to this profession for a couple of more years than I had planned.  (Just for the sake of depreciating USDs, how pathetic...)
 
8.  Find a boyfriend or buy an apartment
 
When you are no longer that young, you may need either one to make you feel a little bit safe and accomplished.
 
My parents will definitely prefer the first possibilty, but I think the second choice is more foreseeable...
 
9.  Start learning French again
 
By the end of 2007, try to be able to read the French version of The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince). 
 
Remerber: even if I am really busy, as long as I try hard enough, I can find time to achieve that goal! (Sometimes I'm just too lazy...)
 
10.  Travel to Tibet
 
Every year since I was 18, I've been making the same resolution. Maybe better luck this year...
1/9/2007

“蜡烛头”

上周三被老板一个电邮急召到香港干活。天天在Printer那儿陪着熬夜,真是心疼一天3000港币的旅馆费。每天清晨回到Conrad就往被子里钻,懒得刷牙懒得洗脸,粘着枕头就睡,天塌下来也与我无关,真恨不得一睡下就不用起来……
 
周六在梦游状态中飞回北京,没有Shopping,没有小南国的毛蟹年糕,也错过了朋友夫妇的结婚酒宴,唯一的念头就是“回家睡觉,睡觉,睡觉……”
 
周日被要求继续加班,深夜的办公室里只得我一人与一份冗长的DD request list作战。缺睡加无聊,只好在电脑里播放圣诞音乐聊以解闷,在寂静的办公楼里大声唱着新年的歌曲,兴高采烈地,暗暗告诉自己不可以生气……
 
今天一天很平静,不用无谓地做陪练熬夜或者加班了。晚上吃了小火锅,看了电影,高高兴兴地回到家,准备好好地补上一觉……
 
可是,居然失眠了。真是蜡烛头啊……
 
只好爬起来喝老爸剩下的红酒。上传新年在北京落雪时拍的照片,网速慢得吓人。
 
等啊等,照片总算传上去了。我也总算开始睏了。
 
好了,睡觉去了。
12/28/2006

Life in Beijing (an article I wrote for our Cleargolaw News Jan. 07 Issue)

         October 18, 2006, 12:00 p.m.  The plane landed me at Beijing International Airport. 

         Taking a deep breath (fortunately, the air was not so polluted as I had expected), I sent a message to a colleague, who had relocated from New York to our Beijing Office five months earlier than I, “Here I am, at the long last!”  Five minutes later, when I was driving on the airport highway, chatting with a very talkative cab driver and admiring the high-rise buildings now towering above historical sites and transforming Beijing into a world-class metropolis, she replied to me, “Welcome to the Capital!”

         Thus began my life in Beijing.

         Beijing: “Center” of China.  As with many other world capitals, people alternately use “Beijing” to refer to China’s capital city and to refer to the country’s government.  Beijing is the center of political power; the center of intellectual activity; the center of international trade and foreign relations.  Chinese people around the country are reminded every day of Beijing’s leadership, as they are obligated to set their clocks to match those in the capital.  When the time of day is mentioned on the radio in cities as far away as Lanzhou (in the western province of Gansu), announcers always say, “Beijing time is …”  It’s a subtle reminder to China’s citizens that Beijing establishes the tempo to which the rest of the country should march.  When living in Beijing, you feel like everyone else in China is just a little out of step and just a little less mindful of political realities.

         Beijing vs. Shanghai: a Tale of Two Cities.  I’m a Shanghainese and before I relocated from New York to Beijing, my personal experience with the capital city had been limited to a two weeks’ stay at the age of six.  Though closely related to each other as two most important metropolises in China, Beijing and Shanghai differ a lot in culture, dialect, food, weather and many other aspects.  So although I always think of moving back to China as going back home, after two months’ stay in Beijing, I gradually come to the reality that I am still an “outsider” in this northern city. 

While the term of “outsider” (or waidiren in mandarin) is neutrally used in Beijing to refer to people from other parts of China, Shanghainese tend to use this term in a somewhat contemptuous way.  In Shanghai, anyone who is not a Shanghainese is a waidiren and a waidiren virtually means a provincial, which is a subtle implication of Shanghainese’s unjustified sense of superiority and possibly the very reason why waidirens, especially Beijingers, are not that fond of Shanghainese.  However, Beijingers are also biased against Shanghainese.  Beijingers deem Shanghainese as “smart” (or jingming in mandarin), but they scorn Shanghainese for making much ado about only trivialities and being too mindful of personal benefits.  So, when a Shanghainese is socializing with Beijingers, the highest compliment she can expect is “Hey, you are indeed not like a Shanghainese!” 

People of Beijing: Profile of “Beijingers”.  Most people consider Beijingers to be people whose families have lived there for at least two generations.  Beijingers take pride in living in a special place – the capital and political center of China (or, as old Beijingers put it, they lived “at the foot of The Son of Heaven (Chinese people used this term to refer to their emperor in ancient time)”). 

Beijing people can be easily distinguished from other Chinese mandarin speakers by the ubiquitous “rrrrr” of the local dialect.  (This “rrrrr” is like a hard, extended American English “r”, as opposed to the trill “r” of Spanish.)  Beijingers speak like their mouths are full of steaming hot tofu (bean curd).  Even to a mandarin speaker as myself, sometimes this “rrrrr” can cause trouble in communicating with Beijingers.  Once I took a bus to IKEA and asked the driver where to get off, the bus driver, a typical Beijinger, mumbled a stop name very fast and with a lot of “rrrrr”.  I begged his pardon and he repeated that name, but gave up somehow hurt and annoyed after a third try when seeing me remain totally lost.  Fortunately, after twenty minutes, the kind-hearted driver turned to me and shouted, “Here is IKEA! Girl, you should get off now!!”  To my relief and surprise, this time, I did understand!

Beijingers have other distinctive characteristics as well, such as they don’t seem to smile much.  Many Chinese people think that Beijingers are overly concerned with politics and government policies of the day.  Perhaps this is true, but the positive side is that Beijingers are politically savvy; they usually know just how far to bend the rules to get things done without being reprimanded.

Beijingers are generally welcoming hosts who are proud of their capital city and their roles as exemplars of the nation.  A certain confidence radiates throughout the city, as though everyone is thinking, “This is where it all starts in China.”

Getting Around Beijing: Transportations.  The layout of the subway system in Beijing is much simpler than that in New York City.  The old line or “loop line” follows the Second Ring Road (which follows the old city inner wall) around the city.  A second line, completed much later, follows Chang An Avenue (the longest and broadest avenue in China, and “Chang An” means “Lasting Peace”).  Though the trains are not air-conditioned and always crowded, you should in no way be intimidated by the prospect of riding the ditie (subway), for during rush hours, it is truly one of the best ways to get around the city and avoid slow-moving traffic (Beijing’s traffic jams are notorious in China).  The most interesting thing about Beijing Metro is that they still use paper tickets, which you can never see in New York, Hong Kong or Shanghai:  Pay your fare of a few yuan (usually less than five dimes) at the ticket window.  In return, you will receive a tiny paper subway ticket.  Hand the ticket to one of the ticket-takers at the top of the stairs leading to the trains.  Sometimes they rip the tickets in half and return the stubs, and other times they keep both pieces.

Taking a cab in Beijing is cheap.  A thirty minutes’ ride costs you only 40 yuan (about 5 dollars).  If the cab driver happens to be in a good mood and knows the roads well and the traffic is relatively light, going around the city by taxi can be a convenient and pleasant way.  However, sometimes dealing with cab drivers can be a frustrating fact of life for outsiders and Beijingers alike, especially when business is slow.  Occasionally cab drivers act as though their riders owe them more than the metered fare for a trip from one point to another.  A friend told me that once when she got into a cab in the official taxi line outside of the airport building, the cab driver was so unhappy about the short ride (the fare was around 70 yuan) that he kept complaining and cursing all the way from the airport to my friend’s place.  Though I myself have never met any dishonest cab drivers so far, I do hear about taxi driver scams such as taking unsuspecting passengers on circuitous routes to their destinations and rigging the meter so that it records more miles or time than actually is the case.  However, the taxi business in Beijing is improving a lot these days – at least my personal impression is quite positive.  Once I left the office building late in the evening and asked a cab driver, who had been waiting in the taxi line for over 40 minutes, whether he would be willing to drive me home, which was only a less than ten minutes’ ride.  The driver hesitated for a second, then smiled and nodded, “Sure. It’s so cold outside and you are so polite a young lady. How can I say no?”  Well, that made my day.

Dining Out in Beijing: Paradise for a Chinese Food Lover.  After I returned home from New York, many friends in Shanghai could not understand why I would be happy to work in Beijing - “You know, Beijingers eat nothing but preserved white cabbages in winter!  How can a food lover like you survive there?”  Well, that is a complete misconception and a good example of how biased Shanghainese could be against Beijingers.  In fact, it turns out that the widespread availability of great food is one of the most pleasurable aspects of living in Beijing these days.

There are restaurants spreading in every corner of the city serving foods from Beijing, Shanghai, Sichuan, Canton, Xinjiang, Yunnan, Guizhou, Taiwan, etc.  Generally, you can enjoy all kinds of high quality Chinese cuisine in Beijing at very reasonable and affordable prices.  For example, winter is the best season in Beijing for hot pots and roasted ducks (the most famous traditional food in Beijing) and the average cost for a quite decent dinner with friends is only 50 to 150 yuan (7 to 20 dollars) per person.  If you are not that conscious and wary of the standards of refrigeration, food preparation and cleanliness, you may also want to try some local open-air food stalls for extremely casual dining, and a budget of one dollar per person can be more than enough!

Of course, there are quite a number of very expensive restaurants in Beijing as well.  For example, the most costly hot pot place that I’ve ever been to is located in a beautiful Qing Dynasty garden near the Forbidden City and it costs about a hundred bucks per person.  Another extravagant dining experience was at a restaurant serving all kinds of food made of hairy crabs (late October and early November is the best season to enjoy Chinese hairy crabs).  I went there with two friends and the three of us were led into a royally decorated room and sat at a huge round table, served by three waitresses.  The food was great and followed by an even greater bill.  Though it was a friend’s treat and I didn’t get a chance to look at the bill, I believe we spent over 150 bucks per person there.  If you are fond of spicy food, there is a newly opened very fancy and famous Sichuan restaurant on the fourth floor of our office building called South Beauty (qiaojiangnan).  The decoration was designed by a famous Parisian artist and the oil paintings which are tastefully hanging on the ceiling are all originals imported from Paris.  Every private restroom there is tastefully furnished, and even with a sofa beside the toilet!

To Shop or Not to Shop, That Is The Question.   Sadly enough, although you can find almost everything you need in Beijing, there is still a long way for the city to make itself a shopping paradise. 

 It is true that a considerable number of top brands have already found their way in Beijing.  However, due to the 20% customs duties imposed on luxuries, the prices are not as attractive as which you can find in Hong Kong or New York.  Despite the high prices, people’s consumption capability for top brands in Beijing is quite impressive and astonishing, when taking into account their moderate average earning abilities.  The younger generation is much more brand conscious than their parents, and to a lot of Chinese new riches, owning something from L.V. or Gucci or other top brands is a way to evidence their financial strength and social status, which may well explain why in Beijing the more logo the design is, the more popular the merchandise could be. 

But the biggest challenge for shoppers in Beijing is the notion of service, or rather, the lack thereof.  Taking a 180-degree turn from the lackadaisical attitude that you might have encountered two decades ago in Beijing, the shop assistants now are just too eager to impress their customers.  When I was shopping at China World Trade Center, one of the best shopping malls in Beijing, it became rather annoying when, upon my first step into every store, all shop assistants were immediately chorusing, “Welcome to …!”  And then one of those girls would closely follow my steps and, upon my first touch on a garment, she would always say the following, loud and proud, “You can try it, if you like it!”  Hmm, of course I know I can try it, without her reminding me of that.  But after hearing it over twenty times in less than two hours, it nearly drove me crazy and deprived me of all interest in shopping.  Well, well, let’s try to think from the brighter side: it may save me from being a shopaholic anyway…

You may ask about the famous “Silk Market” (xiushuijie), which is a “must go” shopping place for foreign tourists in Beijing.  Just as Century 21 is located next to One Liberty Plaza, Silk Market, the largest market for feigned top brand commodities in Beijing, sits right opposite to our Beijing office building.  While Century 21 is one of my beloved and most haunted places in New York City (especially for its European designers’ shoes and garments), I just have no positive feelings for Silk Market, though it is one of the hottest and most international spots in the capital. 

To a first time shopper, it may seem amazing that they are selling a large variety of first tier brand names there, including the so called Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Prada, MaxMara, Gucci, Tod’s, Lacoste, Coach, Polo of Ralph Lauren, Tommy Hilfilger, Nike, Addidas, Puma, etc.  However, after a closer look, you will have to admit that all are coarsely made and there is no design but a fake logo on every piece of merchandize.  It is forgivable to sell something lacking in taste and elegance, but it is definitely unforgivable to print a shining “D&G” on an ugly T-shirt and proudly call it “Dolce & Gabbana”.   Maybe I’ve been spoiled by the fineness of a well-made top brand piece and thus am biased in this regard.  However, it is only my humble wish that we could show some basic respect to a well established brand name, which can be ignored, but should never be insulted.

Time Out: Nightlife in Beijing.  Nightlife was unknown to many Beijingers 20 years ago, and the term wasn't even used at that time. But nowadays it becomes very common, especially for the younger generation, to go out in the evenings and spend their time at cinemas, theatres, nightclubs, song and dance halls, Karaoke clubs, restaurants or bars. However, when compared with people in southern China such as Hong Kong and Shanghai, Beijing people are still more conservative. Most of them, married people in particular, like to stay at home watching TV or chatting with friends, which is why the streets are quite deserted after nine o'clock at night, when most of the shops are closed.

Don't despair.  There are still many spots for evening recreation in Beijing. Now the city has witnessed a mushrooming of foreign theme pubs, bars, cafes and disco clubs.  There are three primary areas in which foreigners as well as young Chinese tend to congregate.  One is near the Worker’s Stadium, one is around Houhai Lake, and the third is on the east side of the Third Ring Road.

 Suzie Wong at the west gate of Chaoyang Park is the most frequented nightclub by myself and my friends.  Their themed parties on some special occasions are trendy and worth going and it is the best people-watching spot in Beijing.  The club usually charges a 50 to 150 yuan cover, depending on whether there is any special event on that particular night. 

Babyface Club and Angel Club at the west gate of the Worker’s Stadium are also two very hot spots for nightlife in Beijing.  The drinks are usually 35 to 60 yuan per glass.

If you are not used to noisy music or crowded space and prefer to enjoy some quiet jazz and blues, Central at Carry Center Hotel or Aria at Traders Hotel in China World Trade Center are both safe choices for a relaxing night.

 Women Lawyers in Beijing.  Now, let’s talk a little about our Beijing office.  Don’t let this article mislead you to think that we do nothing serious but have fun here.  We are hard working women lawyers and have been spending long hours in our office every day (sometimes even longer than in New York office due to the time differences that we need to accommodate).  Our office occupies one fourth of the 23rd floor in Twin Towers’ west building.  Though pretty tiny when compared with our New York office, the office is finely decorated and every lawyer’s room has huge windows with great views of Chang An Avenue.  The only problem with our Beijing office is that we are quite gender imbalanced – all of the four associates working here are women.  Maybe we should consider hiring a cute guy receptionist in 2007? (Well, don’t worry.  I was just kidding.  Up till now, our office is just too small to need a receptionist…)

12/2/2006

我爱我家

我想我是不可自拔地爱上我的新家了。
 
虽说在异地安家是个漫长的过程,但是辛苦过后,还是觉得一切都有回报。
 
房间是我第一眼就喜欢上的样子,精致干净大方简单。物业服务也周到熨帖。卧室居然三面都有大窗户,每天早晨拉开窗帘满室阳光,心情也不由得灿烂。家具和摆设都是自己一样一样慢慢添置的,虽然所费不菲,但因为每一样都是自己由衷喜欢的东西,所以和伊们朝夕相伴,总是教我乐不可支,心满意足。
 
回想当初住在纽约的时候,我的“无敌江景房”可爱归可爱,但毕竟只是小小的一室,与其说是一个家,莫若说是一间亲切便利的宿舍更为妥帖。
 
如今新家好比一个舒适温暖的窝。即使依旧是租来的房子,但因为地方大了很多,而且一家一当都是依着自己的喜好布置的,所以就很有点当家做主人的小小成就感。纵然一个人在家无所事事,从一个房间逛到另一个房间,东磨西蹭的,这边换个摆设,那里添幅小画,也可以打发很多时间。
 
唯一的问题是:每天早上总忍不住想要在如云堆般的被子里面多赖上一会儿,美其名曰“和我的大床好好告个别”,又常常会因为在家中“流连忘返”而导致上班无法准时,……
 
不过安居方可乐业--罗小K在北京的幸福生活才刚起头,可不还得一步一步慢慢来嘛?
 
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懒,爱睡,大胃。偶尔会起些奇奇怪怪的念头,有时也会犯傻得冒泡。最希望成为永远不用长大的彼得潘。对卡通的痴迷老而弥笃,加菲猫和麦兜是我的最爱,许是物以类聚,臭味相投的缘故吧!