I think one of the novelties of being in a foreign country is that I feel twice removed from my Chinese heritage. It is very a surreal and disorienting "out of body" "out of character" "out of comfort" state. It puts into perspective for me what it means to be Chinese. What it means to be the child of immigrant parents. What it means to be the child of Taiwanese-born Chinese parents. What it means to be American-born Chinese. What it means to be an American in a foreign country. A Chinese-American in a foreign country. A tri-lingual Chinese-American in a foreign country. And it makes me wonder how much or how little the people in that place understand this layered identity. How do they process me? All the nuances, the politics, the prejudices, the social constructs, my multi-cultural values, the pieces of my heritage that I choose to wear and the other pieces I've chosen to shed-- They can't they possibly understand any of that, but what do they see instead?

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Sitges & beaches, but no peaches

We spent a beautiful Saturday in Sitges, a small beach town about 1 hour away from Barcelona by train. The town itself is adorable, the streets are lined with little boutiques and restaurants and the architecture is very quaint.

This is a beautiful church at the end of the island. It was like a little castle, it has a sort of regal-looking staircase leading up to it, it was really romantic.


There are some small pathways around the side and back of the church




Sand sculptors at the beach!


This picture is my day in a snapshot: beach, sun, sand, beer, magnum ice cream bar. Basically a day spent rotating between laying out in the hot sun and taking dips in the ice cold water to cool off. The water was UNBELIEVABLY refreshing, as was my Estrella Damm.


Most of the beach looks like this. It's really crowded and packed...


But if you walk a little farther down you can find a slightly less-crowded spot...


Then we headed home, caught the US/Ghana game, then went out to Catwalk around 2am. Got back at 6am, woke up at 2pm, hung out in bars and watched the games all day. All in all a nice relaxing weekend. Tomorrow...back to work!

Hugs and sand,
Angela <3
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