Moving In
When we arrived to our university, SJTU, we pulled in through a small gate and drove down some small streets to arrive at the SJTU Faculty Club Hotel. The hotel is pretty small, but we received a warm welcome from the staff and a few students who work in SJTU's international office.
Interestingly, a lot of signs include English below the Chinese characters. It is also common for the bushes to be trimmed to a height that only allows half the English to be read from a distance.
Our room also has an impressive view of Xujiahui, a large shopping district in Shanghai. This is actually very small compared to some other districts in Shanghai. These skyscrapers pale in comparison to the ones around People's Square and Downtown.
Our Welcome Dinner
On Saturday night we were invited to a welcome dinner by the university a a nice seafood restaurants. We were each seated at a table with about 4-5 Purdue students and 2-3 Chinese students or teachers. My Co-CEO and I were told by our adviser that we would need to give toasts to thank our hosts for their warm welcome. Luckily, we were not actually called on to speak.
Each table had a large, glass lazy Susan in the middle that was continually filled with small plates of Chinese dishes. By the time the meal was over, at least 20 different dishes were served at each table. There were exotic fruit and meat
dishes. The most “normal” foods served were plates of broccoli, green beans,
and a thin fried egg with vegetables that resembled a flat omelet. Three or
four kinds of mushrooms were served both in soup and by themselves. One dish
was called a “Chinese hamburger” by one of our hosts which consisted of a miniature
bread bowl that you scooped a mixture of vegetables and meat into before eating.
This particular dish was very tasty, but was also very spicy! Things like cream
puffs and watermelon were served to cleanse your pallet.
The highlight of the dinner for
everyone was the presentation of the main course. Before you look at the
picture, imagine how you would eat a goose foot that was completely drenched in
a brown sauce. If you guessed that you would wear plastic gloves while eating if
with your fingers you would have been a better guesser than us. We followed the
lead of our hosts and tried to eat the slimy, floppy goose foot without getting
the sauce everywhere. The foot didn't have very much meat on it as you would
imagine, so it seemed like I was trying to bite of the skin the entire time. It
was very delicate, so I was careful not to break any of the bones least I
swallow one of them. I ended up skinning two of the three toes, eating the
webbing between the toes, and then chewing on about half the leg part before I
gave up. I probably managed to eat the more of the foot than anyone else at the
table. We later learned that the foot was served with a sea cucumber, but I didn't see anyone attempt to eat that off the plate.
I was in a unique position as the
class CEO, or “class monitor” as it is called in China. I am seen as a figure
head that is responsible for representing our entire class to our hosts and professors.
Because of this, the two hosts sitting at Catriona and I’s table focused their
attention directly at me the entire dinner. They watched me attempt to eat the
goose foot and every other dish served and would ask me what I thought of
everything. They also addressed all questions to me, and the other Purdue
students at our table took advantage of this and didn't say much of anything
the whole dinner.
We ended the night with a group picture on a large, marble staircase. This ended up being a poor choice, because as you can see it is very difficult to make everyone out in the picture. At least you can see our adviser, Dianne, at the front right and our Chinese hosts.
Joe,
ReplyDeleteGreat narrative style! Keep it up.
Uncle Dave