I know its a cliche, but it really tends to be true. Most days I only edit a couple stories at work and spend my time doing research for stories or reading news articles online. Not the case today. Today I was busier than I've ever been here, and I loved every minute.
The workload of today really began yesterday afternoon when I went out on the streets in our neighborhood with a colleague to interview street vendors. I was curious what their lives were like, and decided to write a story about it once I found out. The story and photos were published today. It can be found HERE.
I spent most of today at work writing, editing and re-editing my story for publication. Richard Cole and Winston Cavin from UNC were there to help me edit my story. I'm so thankful to have editors.
Suddenly I found myself juggling several projects all at once. A pace I'm more accustomed to back home, but here, I'd started to adjust to the slower pace. As the day came to a close we knew it was supposed to rain. But rain would be an understatement. At about 4p.m. the sky was pitch black -- as dark as night -- and then the sky opened up.
I knew I was going to need to take off my shoes and walk home barefoot when I saw the pools of water in the lot outside our office. I never could have prepared myself for the sheer volume of water rushing down our streets on the way home. When we were fortunate, we were only trudging through ankle deep water, but in some places it was much worse. Knee-deep currents of water turned what was a dirty dusty street (where infants and dogs alike pee and poop wherever they please) into a river of sewage... yeah, picture that. I felt so gross when I got home that I immediately washed all my clothes and scrubbed the gross water off of me.
Come to find out the next day that the storm was the worst in Beijing not only for the summer, but it was the worst storm of the past decade.
Let's hope it doesn't rain like that again.
The workload of today really began yesterday afternoon when I went out on the streets in our neighborhood with a colleague to interview street vendors. I was curious what their lives were like, and decided to write a story about it once I found out. The story and photos were published today. It can be found HERE.
I spent most of today at work writing, editing and re-editing my story for publication. Richard Cole and Winston Cavin from UNC were there to help me edit my story. I'm so thankful to have editors.
Suddenly I found myself juggling several projects all at once. A pace I'm more accustomed to back home, but here, I'd started to adjust to the slower pace. As the day came to a close we knew it was supposed to rain. But rain would be an understatement. At about 4p.m. the sky was pitch black -- as dark as night -- and then the sky opened up.
I knew I was going to need to take off my shoes and walk home barefoot when I saw the pools of water in the lot outside our office. I never could have prepared myself for the sheer volume of water rushing down our streets on the way home. When we were fortunate, we were only trudging through ankle deep water, but in some places it was much worse. Knee-deep currents of water turned what was a dirty dusty street (where infants and dogs alike pee and poop wherever they please) into a river of sewage... yeah, picture that. I felt so gross when I got home that I immediately washed all my clothes and scrubbed the gross water off of me.
Come to find out the next day that the storm was the worst in Beijing not only for the summer, but it was the worst storm of the past decade.
Let's hope it doesn't rain like that again.
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