China Trip #1, Part 5

Several people from church all worked at an English teaching center and I decided to apply for a part time job there. I go the job and worked maybe 5 hours a week. It was a great location: on the 15th floor (but in reality the 12th floor because the building numbering skipped 4, 13, and 14) in a building in Wudaokou 五道口. I got to have my own students. I was mainly teaching them one-on-one. However, early on in the job I substituted in a small class of five second grade students and I really got to liking this one student named Neal. He was so cute! But soon after I did not teach that class anymore so I hardly saw him.

One of my regular student was a third grade student named Cindy. She was super smart but I feel that she was overworked sometimes. For a lot of students in China, schoolwork is their whole life for a long time. It makes me thankful for the way I was raised.

Another student that stands out is actually a mother daughter duo, named Sabrina and Mia, respectively. The daughter was maybe 6 years old with a pretty low English proficiency and her mother’s was equal to hers. When I first met them, I started out having them read simple books but Sabrina soon stopped me and let me know that she just wanted to work on pronunciation and reading aloud. So for a few months while I had them as my students, I would write down lists and lists of words with different vowel pronunciations, such as bat, cat, apple for the short a, and ice, mice, mite for the long i. Sabrina had a particularly difficult time with the short e and short i sound, as well as th, v, and f. I had to communicate with them in Chinese, too. Let’s just say they were a fair challenge.


China Trip #1, Part 4


Somewhere near the half way point during this first semester, the staff at the UCEAP Beijing Center planned a field trip. The trip’s fees were included in my program cost so I didn’t have to pay more money for the trip.

The trip was to Henan province 河南, specifically to Luoyang 洛阳. In Henan, we visited Shaolin 少林 Temple, known for being the birth place of Kung Fu 功夫. We also visited Longmen Grottoes 龙门石窟, which is a canyon with hundreds of statues carved into the sides of the mountain. Our other stop was at White Horse Temple 白马寺, which is known for being China’s oldest surviving temple (although I do wonder if more that one temple in China claims the same feat). White Horse Temple’s specialty is that combined Chinese style, Thai style, and Indian style temples in one area. All three sections were adjacent to each other, so as soon as I walked away from the Chinese styled temple, I entered the grounds of the Thai styled temple. Following that was the Indian styled temple.

You can read more journal entries about this trip on a previous blog post of mine.

China Trip #1, Part 3

After returning from Zhejiang, I had about a week to myself before I could register for classes. This week also had no internet. Looking back, having no internet was no big deal, but it sure was annoying in the moment.

I registered for classes and was placed in some lower intermediate language class level. A proper fit, I think. The class size was a bit bigger than BNU’s, with something like 10 students. But we had two teachers. One focused on reading and writing, and the other focused on listening and speaking. But in reality, both teachers included all four disciplines. Both of my teachers during this first semester at PKU had the surname of Zhang 张. Talking with classmates about assignments given by one Zhang or the other got a bit confusing sometimes.

During the first semester, I also took two other culture courses: Chinese Folklore and Traditional Arts. These courses were taught in English by Chinese professors. The folklore class included a field trip to the Prince’s Palace. For the final project, I decided to present America’s different folk culture, such as tall tales (Paul Bunyan, etc) and Bluegrass music.

A classmate looking over Kunming Lake 昆明湖 at Summer Palace 颐和园.
Me standing in Old Summer Palace 圆明园. Old Summer Palace is one of the places pillaged by British troops in 1860.

In Traditional Arts, the teacher made us some food during class, including sweet dumplings 汤圆. This class also took a field trip together to Summer Palace 颐和园. For the final project, we had to visit one of Beijing’s historical attractions and report on it. I chose to report on Old Summer Palace 圆明园.

Me with some friends from church at a park outside Beijing. I don’t know where I was beyond that. What I do know is that I had awesome fried pumpkin for lunch that day.

During this part of my experience in Beijing, I was attending a church known as Beijing International Christian Fellowship. The branch of BICF I attended was fairly close as it was located in Wudaokou 五道口, a bus ride or bike ride away. People from all over the world visit BICF. Some of my friends were from China, England, Mongolia, Germany, the Philippines, Korea, and more. The more and more I went to BICF, the more I got involved with the people. Sundays eventually became my favorite day of the week: I would attend service, the large friend group would go out for lunch, then we would go play ultimate frisbee together, and wrap it all up with dinner. Sundays were awesome. I also got to see some of those friends during the week at bible study, which was at a nearby Korean Christian cafe. It was an awesome community. People from all over the world in Beijing for various reasons but coming together to celebrate Jesus.

China Trip #1, Part 2

The day I moved was pretty hot. I took my the first half of my stuff to PKU via taxi, then took the subway back to BNU to get the remaining half. The second taxi driver refused to drive me past the gates and drop me off directly in front of my new apartment/dorm building, so I had to carry my very heavy non-wheeled bags. Luckily there is an elevator to my fifth floor room, but in order to get there I had to walk a block or two and then up a short staircase in order to get inside (oh, China… use stairs to get to an elevator…). After I get inside my room, I bend forward to put the bags down, and blood comes pouring out of my nose! The combination of the heat and the physical effort to carry very heavy bags took its tole on my poor nose.

After a couple of hours of resting and checking to make sure the bleeding had stopped, I decided to take a walk around the outside of the PKU campus. I couldn’t go inside because I did not yet have a student ID card. After doing that for a bit, I was crossing the street heading back to my dorm which was a couple blocks away, I bent my head down, and blood starts to flow out of my nose again! I had no tissues or napkins with me, so I stood there holding my hands to my face while blood ran down my arms. Still waiting to cross the street, a man on a scooter realizes I have a bloody nose and tries to help by handing my a small packet of tissues. So kind. I rip open the package as I rush back to my room to stop the bleeding.


A few more days pass, and I took a high speed train ride to Zhejiang 浙江 province. It took me something like 6 or 8 hours (or maybe even 10; I forgot) to get to Yiwu 义乌, Zhejiang. I was picked up at the station by my freshman dorm hallmate, Rhea. She was so kind to host me for a week. We spent a day or so around her city, Pujiang 浦江, which included hiking and visiting a temple. The next few days she and I went to Zhejiang’s capitol city, Hangzhou 杭州, along with some of her close friends. Hangzhou is known for being one of China’s most beautiful cities, “上有天堂,下有苏杭” There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. This saying claims the two cities are heavenly. My own interpretation of Hangzhou is that it is okay, but while I was there, I missed Beijing. After the great hospitality shown by Rhea, her family, and her friends (which included a roasted lamb meal), I returned to Beijing via high speed rail.

China Trip #1, Part 1

I studied abroad in June 2015 to June 2016 in Beijing as part of a UCEAP program.

For the first two months I was studying at Beijing Normal University 北京师范大学 with 15 other UC classmates. There were 4 levels of language difficulty, and I was in level 2, meaning just above beginner level.

When I arrived at the airport, I forgot to exchange my American dollars for Chinese yuan. So after the hour long cab ride to BNU, I had to wait in the cab for one of the program leaders to pay the driver. The driver was really annoyed, but it ended up being no more than 5 or 10 minutes.

A lotus flower in bloom at a park near BNU.

My roommate, Hannah, and I got along really well, sometimes almost too well because we would argue like a married couple. We practically went everywhere together, but during class time she went to level 3 class while I went to level 2, on the other side of the building. And she was lucky because her classroom was on the ground floor while my classroom was on the fourth floor, no elevator available. And during the summer months, climbing stairs can cause you to sweat pretty quickly.

The class sizes were wonderfully small. I had only three classmates. This meant that the teacher could really focus on helping each and every one of her students.


A high speed train at the Beijing Train Station.

At some point during the program, Hannah and I, joined by some of our friends, took a high speed train 高铁 to Tianjin, which was a 30 minute train ride (that’s how fast the train is!). The high speed train was pretty cool. America has nothing like it. The trains I have experienced in California are either the slow trains or the Metrolink connects cities in Southern California (each I highly recommend (so fun to ride the train!)). The high speed rail is so fast! At the front of each cart a display shows how fast the train is currently traveling as well as the outside temperature and city the train is approaching.

Mutianyu, Great Wall of China.

Half way through the eight week program, a field trip to Chengde and the Great Wall of China was provided (aka free!). It was an awesome weekend trip. There are different sections of the Wall people can visit, each having varying difficulty, whether it be family friendly or more rigorous hiking and climbing. The field trip took us to an easy section called Mutianyu 慕田峪. From the market place that sits at the mountain’s base, we took a 2 person chairlift up to the wall, walked up and down its steep stairs and enjoyed the views. The smog was not too bad that day, but it could have been better. One of the unique attractions of Mutianyu is instead of taking the chair lift back down the mountain, you have the option of riding an alpine slide! It was fun! Once you are back down, the merchants are relentless in getting you to come over to buy something at their stand. The merchants at the Great Wall are the most persistent I have ever seen in China.

During the remaining four weeks of the program, I spent a lot of time with Hannah and our classmates (most of which including eating lots of delicious food!). I had to say goodbye to her after the program’s end, for she was returning to her UC school as were a lot of my classmates. I was one of the few students who were not in Beijing for two months, but rather another 10 months. After our tearful goodbye, I had a few days to move all of my stuff from BNU to Peking University 北京大学.


via Daily Prompt: Song

In the car, on the way home

I leaned my head back

Our song played.

In my room

You in yours

Our song is no longer played.

Hello readers!

I’ve done quite a few things since I last posted 2 years ago.

I’ll be honest with myself and you all that this blogging thing will not become regular for me. It takes me a long while to build a habit, and this is writing which is not easy for my brain.

I’ll update you of my past few adventures and the ones that are happening now!

Talk to you soon!

-Ruby 高丹玉

Scuba Diving in Indonesia


I was a bit anxious going to the airport because I thought I may have forgotten something. It was 10 on a Wednesday night with a little bit of rain here and there. The drive eventually calmed me down. I enjoyed being in the car at night. Less people, less problems.

I checked into the Malaysia Airlines counter. I was able to carry on both of my bags. On this trip, I brought my blue Converse backpack, normal sized, and I borrowed a friend’s backpacking backpack to take along. The backpacking backpack was only half filled and the checkin staff said the flight was not full. I also got my choice of seat: window.

As for the flight to Kuala Lumpur (KL), the capital of Malaysia, we boarded after the takeoff time and didn’t get onto the runway until about 2 hours later than scheduled, due to heavy rain and wind. I had the opportunity to watch the movie Creed while on the plane, waiting for it to taxi out, but I was dozing off by the end of the movie. I slept for the majority of the 6 hour flight.
Even with the delay, I landed in KL with plenty of time to spare. While wandering around the airport, I stumbled upon a Lonely Planet store. In there I realized I had forgotten to pack a travel power adapter. I bought one.

I did not have a window seat going to Denpasar, Bali, Indonesia, which was less than ideal but it wasn’t too bad considering it was a 3 hour flight. I got to watch Jurassic World on that flight. It was less scary than I thought it would have been.

Landing in Denpasar, I easily found the driver with my name on his sign. It took us approximately 1.5 hours to drive along a motorcycle (and helmet) filled road to get to Bamboo Paradise, the hostel I reserved a night at, which is located in Padang Bai.IMG_1417

I arrived at Bamboo Paradise without getting carsick and got situated in my assigned room. I asked an employee where I could eat non-spicy fish for dinner and I walked to her suggestion. At the restaurant I had the recommended barracuda. It was tasty but it was not THAT good, but I still enjoyed eating fish, nonetheless.

IMG_1418Yesterday started off with a tasty omelet, toast, and fruit. I talked with a couple of guests in the hostel. They were both from Germany. After breakfast, I headed to the well known white sandbeach, about a 15 minute walk up and down a rocky hill. It was quite a cozy little cove, with hardly a person in sight. For awhile, I only put my feet in the water, but later came a local woman to set up shop for the day and convinced me to get in.
I was enjoying the waves for a good
10 minutes before I started to feel itchy. I have felt this sensation before in California waters, so it could only really mean one thing. I looked down, and sure enough, there they were. Little white jellyfish. Probably no bigger than half a dime. I could have stayed in if I wanted to, the stinging was bearable, but considering that I didn’t have much time left, I decided to get out and change clothes.
IMG_1435A man later came to the shop I was sitting at and
was informed that jellyfish were in the water. He had a look with his mask and snorkel, and my discovery was confirmed. He said that there were thousands, probably millions of them. He also mentioned there were small blue jellyfish yesterday. After I ordered and enjoyed a banana juice, I headed back to the hostel to pack for the boat ride to Gili Trawangan.

IMG_1421The boat, which probably had about 150 people on board, stopped at Lombok, Gili Air, and then my destination, Gili Trawangan, aka Gili T. I disembarked the vessel and found my hostel, Gili Beach Bum, relatively easily. My next task was to find Lutwala Dive, which was the diving school I found online and I wanted to take a diving course with them. I informed them that I was going to take the 2 day course called Scuba Diver, but they told me that I could decide towards the end if I wanted to extend it to the 3 day course, Open Water, which would grant me a first level certification, under the same name as the course. I had time to think about it. It was mainly dependent on time. I had scheduled the return boat for Monday but unsure of the time. If I wanted Open Water, the later the boat sail time, the better.

IMG_1444Being that I hadn’t eaten lunch, I was pretty hungry. I headed to a nearby restaurant and ate the seafood platter. The plate. Was. Large. Shrimp, fried calamari rings, red snapper (I think?), fries, and rice, plus a salad from the salad bar. I also drank another banana juice. So good. Like the barracuda the previous night, not the best tasting seafood but it was fresh and worth ordering.




IMG_1511Following dinner, buying sunscreen and a swimsuit, I called it a night and read most of chapter 1 of the Open Water Diver textbook that Lutwala gave me to read before 9 AM the next day.



IMG_1442Being close to the center of action on Gili, Beach Bum isn’t exactly quiet at night, but I didn’t have too much trouble falling asleep. Beach Bum is also next to a mosque, so at 5 AM, it projects a voice chanting something from the Quran (I’m guessing). An hour or so after the chanting stopped, I fully woke up and ate quite a simple breakfast provided by Beach Bum. It was a crêpe with 4 banana slices with some watermelon slices on the side. Though it was tasty, it wasn’t a lot. Shortly after I headed to Lutwala.



IMG_1473Once everything was sorted, I was grouped with a dive master named Sergio, a dive master in training named Kal, and an older couple from San Diego, CA. The husband already had his SCUBA certification, but hadn’t dived in over 40 years, so he was required to take a refresher course. The wife had never gone diving before and was taking the 1/2 day course, called Discover SCUBA. She and her husband were essentially taking the same course, with the same length, skills, and procedures. They were a friendly pair and I got along with them really well, as well as Sergio and Kal.

IMG_1474Saturday had a theory session, pool session, another theory, the first open water dive (this was the final stage for the Californian couple), and another pool session.

The first pool session went well. I got most of the skills down on the first try. The exception was filling the mask with water and emptying it. I wasn’t aware that I was supposed to purposely allow water into the mask and empty it. I thought we were simply emptying an already empty mask, performing the action and its motions.

IMG_1452The first dive site was set for Halik and the boat ride was very short but I still got a bit of motion sickness. It was also prevalent when we were on the water’s surface preparing to descend. Once we had descended, it went away. I was at peace. The only sound I could hear was my breathing. My air source. If Sergio needed to get someone’s attention, he would tap on his tank with a metal clip that he carried around.

IMG_1457The first dive was really fantastic. Halik was a really good site with really good visibility. The couple had some problems equalizing the ears, but they got the hang of hit soon enough. We saw 2 hawksbill turtles (which I recognized were hawksbill on my own because of all the nature programs I have watched. Thanks mom and dad.) For me, the most surprising and cool creature to see was the mantis shrimp. I only saw it for a few seconds but I did see its global eyes. I didn’t realize they live in this part of the world, but it makes sense that they do.


IMG_1512We all made it back to the surface, the couple said their goodbyes, and ate some lunch before some more learning and another pool session.

Scuba diving for the day ended around 5:30. I had some more reading to do in the PADI Open Water course book, so I headed south to the eastern side of the island (Lutwala is at the very north) where both Beach Bum and restaurants are located.

IMG_1483For dinner I ate mahi-mahi with baked potato. It was the best fish I had eaten so far on the trip.




IMG_1488The next morning, Sunday, started at 9 once again. Sergio, Kai, and I talked over some more theory then we all headed into the pool so I could practice more skills.

For the dive, we all went to Shark Point, which is on the western side of Gili T. We didn’t see any sharks, sadly. The other divers said sharks tend to like stronger currents, which was not present. But we did see a lot of turtles, mostly hawksbill but also 1 green sea turtle.
I had a non-satisfying seafood fried noodle dish for dinner that day. It was basically a ramen package with tiny bits of seafood mixed in. I also had my last readings of the trip to complete so I once again headed back to Beach Bum fairly early, read a bit, and fell asleep.


IMG_1472This was my last day on Gili T and I arrived at Lutwala with all of my things around 8:30 in order to set out on the boat at 9. We went to Shark Point once again, hoping for some better results than the previous day. It turned out to be the opposite. The visibility range was at 5 meters, significantly lower than the 20 meter range I had in the preceding dives. Regardless, we did see a clown triggerfish and a scorpion fish.

IMG_1508I had one more dive to complete before leaving Lutwala, so at 11 the participating divers headed out once again, this time to Turbo, located 10 minutes north east of Gili T.

Turbo had good visibility at 20 meters and I we all saw blue sea stars, 2 green sea turtles, a trumpetfish, 2 mantis shrimp, clownfish, and a blues potted stingray, detected by me.

IMG_1515It was a memorable dive and leaving Lutwala proceeded it. It was a overall wonderful resort and team that I hope to return to one day.