Hi everyone! It’s Daniela, the brand new InternChina intern! It’s my very first week in Zhuhai and I would like to share with you some of the experiences I’ve had so far in this great city. Hope you enjoy…
Getting used to life in Zhuhai is proving to be easier than I initially thought. Being from Mexico, I am already somewhat familiar with the chaos and quaintness of living in a “developing country”, whatever that means nowadays. Watching out for discourteous drivers while crossing the street: check. Sitting through long bureaucratic processes: check. Bargaining to get lower prices: check, though I must admit it’s not my favourite shopping experience, but that’s probably because I’m not very good at it.
Culinary-wise, I have zero complaints as of yet. Restaurant menus look like coffee-table books, and most of the times I’m too hungry to look through every single page and photo to figure out what I want to eat, so I usually trust whoever it is I’m eating with to recommend a few dishes and go from there. So far it’s worked out great, my tastebuds are having a blast and I’m discovering some new flavour combinations that I never thought could taste so good. I have yet to try the street barbecue, which I hear is delicious and a steal besides, so I’m looking forward to that experience.
While I’m from Mexico, I spent the past year and a half in London, where – as everyone knows – the weather is less than pleasant. So even though it’s technically winter and Zhuhai locals might consider this “cold” season, I couldn’t be happier. Stepping outside in just a jacket and a scarf instead of four (or more) layers of thick clothing – that’s quite alright in my book. I’m already counting the days until spring and summer, when I can finally bring out my long-neglected skirts and dresses and enjoy the warm temperatures to the max.
I’ve only been in Zhuhai for a few days and thus haven’t been able to see much of the city, but I can say with some certainty that it’s not going to take long for me to feel at home here. People greet me with a smile and it doesn’t really matter if I can only speak a couple of words in Chinese – there’s always someone willing to help me out. Every afternoon, from the window in my office, I can see the sun setting behind the tall buildings on the other side of the bay. Could life get any better? Probably, and I’m about to find out.