Why China?

So I suppose in conclusion to the question ‘Why China?’ I have three responses: because I needed the adventure, I bloody love sweet and sour chicken, I live to travel and because subconsciously I chose to eradicate my romantic life and take solace instead in my extended gem-encrusted claws.

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Moving to China.

weeks before I travelled I had answered the common question of “aren’t you scared?” with a considered nonchalance that I felt suitably conveyed the cool and collected world-ready and cosmopolitan traveller that I felt myself to be. And I genuinely wasn’t scared, at all. Until the night before I flew, when I laid in bed barely able to breathe thinking “honestly, what the f*** have I done?”

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