Well its been a while since the last post. Emily and I finished the semester and on January 23rd took off for vacation. Arriving in Bangkok’s airport we spent the night on airport benches and checked in for our domestic flight to the northern city of Chiang Mai at about 4am. In Chiang Mai we stayed with a couchsurfer and had a wonderful week being shown around by one of Emily’s classmates who lived in a nearby town. Larry, our couchsurfing host was the nicest man in the world. Originally from New York, he welcomed us into his home and even treated us to coffee with his girlfriend one night and told us repeatedly to eat whatever we wanted from the fridge. His spare room was so comfortable and gave us new vision for being good couchsurfing hosts ourselves.

Chiang Mai is definitely a cool place. We were surprised by the number of foreigners there. A highlight of our week was a one day cooking class where we learned to cook Thai food including Thom Yom soup, Green and Red Curries, and Pad Thai. It was fantastic. We also took a day with a rented scooter to drive to Doi Inthanon and place our hands on the highest point in Thailand. A bit of an anticlimatic experience but a great chance to drive and see the Thai countryside.

After the week in Chiang Mai we boarded an overnight bus to head to our next destination, a town on the Thai Gulf to connect with folks from our church and hand out Bibles to mainland Chinese tourists visiting Thailand, over the Chinese New Year. Its been a great experience and really exciting to be a part of. If you are interested in reading about it looking at pictures check out www.Mreport.org. I’ve even been improving my Chinese a little with some short conversations as I’ve been handing out the Bibles. For example, I’ve learned how to say free (mian fei) and Bible (Shen Jing) and “it will be no problem with customs” (hai guan mei wen ti), among other things. Pretty cool huh?

Here in this beachside tourist town Emily and I were able to stay with a couchsurfer for a few nights, but he had to leave for work (he’s a Russian guy who leads Russian tour groups) so we found a cheap hotel after a morning of searching and have been staying there for $12 USD a night. This town is pretty reknown for its prostitution and Emily and I were both a little nervous heading back to our hotel that evening. We found upon arrival, though, that God magnificentily guided us to a hotel that has no guests but us, imagine that…and at a price that makes the rest of the western world look like yuppie extremists. You can probably tell I’m one of those people who gets a kick out of being cheap.

Tomorrow, Emily and I, and another guy from our church, are hopping on a bus to head to the Thai/Cambodian border to make our way to Siem Reap and visit the Angkor Temples!!! We are pumped. Today, here in an internet cafe I’ve been reading up on the border scams and such so I’m excited to see how it goes tomorrow.

End Note: I LOVE THAI FOOD!!!!

Before reading on, press the play button of this video and listen to it as you read. It will be a scrumptrulescent experience, I promise.

Last week I finished my last final, turned in my last term paper and started winter break! Last Thursday Emily and I hosted a “No More School” party here at our house with truly fantastic people joining us in our celebration. This week I’ve lazed about, began using Pimsleur in my quest to become a real speaker of 普通話 (Mandarin), hiked with Emily in the hills just south of 台北市 (Taipei City), spent an evening at the club with foreign exchange classmates for one last whoopla before they bid Taiwan adieu, and said goodbye forever to being a twenty-five year old. What a wonderful world we have been given.

After checking my grades and speaking with classmates it seems that there is consensus in my class that many of our professors felt that they were too kind to us during the midterms and have tried to make up for it in grading our final exams. It seems like all of us have 5-10 points less on our finals than were on our midterms….maybe the administration gave one of their crack-down decrees or something. Maybe we all just slacked off. Whatev’, we should all become Montessori advocates anyways.

Our party was great. A ton of people had told Emily and I that they would be coming but as it turned out there were not too many but plenty enough to have fun! I estimate thirty to forty but Emily insists there were at least fifty people. We had an awesome mix of my classmates, Emily’s classmates, and friends of friends creating an atmosphere of diversity, conversation, beer-pong, Soul Caliber II (Playstation for the rest of you), and Texas Hold’em. Phil, one of our roommates headed up the beer-pong effort and it was a true hit. While the fact that the Asians did not know the game wasn’t surprising, I was flabbergasted in learning that the Europeans hadn’t played. Just think, because of our party beer-pong will be spreading the world over. Can a man leave a better legacy is the question that now haunts my moments of cogitation. Last year we had our party at the end of Spring semester in June and it was way too hot. Now, having done both I can say with authority that having the party at the end of Fall semester is a much better way to go.

The lazing about has been great for me but a little nerve-racking for Emily. I think that might be a reflection of our upbringing. What do you think?

Pimsleur’s Mandarin learning curriculum has been recommended to me a few times now. It was apparently developed by Dr. Pimsleur to simulate the way a baby learns language. So far I’ve really enjoyed it and I’m hopeful that I will soon be speaking pǔ tōng huà like a zhōng guó rén. Right now, though, I need to remain hopeful and consistently exercise my nǎo. Diligence is my Achilles’ heel but this time…this time will be different.

The lazing about came to a head this past Wednesday with Emily suggesting we go hiking. We chose a trail out of our Taipei Day Trips book that started just south of Xindian and went up over a mountain (or big hill if you prefer) and ended down the other side in Muzha. On the way up we stopped in to see a little temple cut into the side of the mountain behind a waterfall. It was pretty rad. If I were going to be a monk that place would be a contender. Upon reaching the top of the hill Emily and I came upon a few criss-crosses in the paths that we weren’t too sure about and ended up a little off-track. No matter though as we decided we had had enough hiking for the day. Finding ourselves in the Tea House area of the mountains surrounding Muzha we popped into one, bought some tea, enjoyed the view, talked, and sipped to our hearts content. I should teach you all how to properly drink tea; it is quite a procedure. Once we’d had our fill we hopped on the bus for the winding ride back down into the city.

Emily and I joined some of my classmates, who were only here for this past semester as exchange students, at 9 percent, a club that is luckily within walking distance from our house. Emily and I had never been there before and the evening was a nice bit of Long Island ice-teas, dancing, and saying goodbye to Julia and Fendi who are leaving to head back to Germany.

As I write this I am celebrating my first day as a twenty-six year old. I knew it was coming up but since break began I’ve completely lost track of dates. Consequently I didn’t realize until yesterday that my birthday was looming so near. I’m not even thirty and I’ve already become that guy who forgets about his own birthday. This very moment Emily is preparing a wonderful birthday dinner for me so I had better go.

Last Saturday we took advantage of the hot weather and went with some friends to Fulong Beach. We rented a surfboard and had a great day! You know that question people ask you about weather you’re a beach person or a mountain person? I think I’m a beach person.

Last Sunday was a big day as well. Our first Sunday back we were asked if we’d like to lead worship sometime and we said sure. Later that week, Thursday to be precise, we got a call asking if we wanted to lead the coming Sunday. After a 15 second hesitation I said sure why not. I’m from a big Irish family so embarrassment is just another part of life anyways. It actually turned out great too! I played guitar and our pastor’s wife played piano. Emily and I sang together on the English parts and she sang alone on the Chinese parts with me getting in a word here and there. We sang “Create In Me A Clean Heart,” “This Is My Father’s World,” “Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus,” and “Because He Lives.” I really enjoyed it to be honest. They have put us on the rotation too so if you’re ever in Taiwan and you want to see me stumble my way through a song in Chinese make sure you are here on a Sunday.

There really has been quite a lot going on. Thanks to Emily I picked up another tutoring gig. Emily’s student’s boyfriend is now my student and he’s a pretty cool guy! I’m also excited to be doing some Chinese classes as well a few evenings a week in addition to my normal classes.

A few days ago on the stairs at school I ran into my Calculus professor from freshman year, Jennifer Hu. I hadn’t seen her since then but she has been my favorite teacher thus far and we had a nice little chat. She told me that she’s taught over a 1000 students and that I’ve been the most consistent in coming to office hours…thank goodness she offered them because otherwise I wouldn’t have had a prayer in that class!

(SIDE NOTE: Just this second there was a pretty good sized earthquake shaking our house. Don’t worry mom, it didn’t do anything. By good sized I mean it was noticeable.)

Just yesterday I came out of the school gate and ran into a group of Taiwanese Gideons handing out New Testaments. They were bilingual Chinese and English Bibles and they gave me two of them. After walking away a little I decided to see if they’d let me help them hand out the Bibles. At first they weren’t sure if that would be okay but they ended up letting me so for about 20 minutes or so I gave out Bibles to classmates and students who go to MCU. The ones that were most interesting to me were the ones that were interested in whatever was being given out but when they found out what it was they gave a little wide-eyed look and a little ‘no thank-you’ wave of the hand. It was like what I’d expect if a group of people tried to hand out Korans outside an American high school except without the cops being called, the newspaper writing a story about it, and a bunch of angry parents feeling like their children had just been violated. Gets you thinking about your own religion doesn’t it? It does me whenever I remember that my religion isn’t the mainstream or dominant one here. It’s the weird, avant garde (in some people’s eyes) religion. The religion that when someone is converted their family and neighbors wonder what happened to them and why they got so strange.

This semester I think every, single one (or maybe it’s just almost every, single one) of my classes have group project assignments. What is with these group projects? They cannot be as valuable as all that? Enough with the group projects already!!!