Sunday, 22 March 2026

The Bun Also Rises

This past Friday marked the spring equinox in the Northern Hemisphere, signalling the astronomical start of spring and a shift towards warmer weather and increasing daylight.  I've already been made fully aware of the latter over the past week as birds have begun twittering incessantly on my bedroom windowsill around 5am, as per my previous post.  

Having slept in, and finally gotten up at an extremely unproductive hour, while contemplating whether I really did need last night’s Negroni, I decided that a trip downtown was on the cards.  Being a Sunday, the Didi taxi journey wasn’t nearly as long as I’d anticipated - passing Yunlong Lake only took 15 minutes and then it was smooth sailing to Suning Plaza, currently the location of the tallest building here, and the unofficial centre of Xuzhou.  I arrived mid-afternoon, and after a quick snoop inside at Uniqlo, I walked north for a block, my mind closed in on having a Beijing Duck Pizza.  Battling the Sunday crowds as I crossed the road towards the famous food arcade, I immediately found myself at a festival - the Xuzhou Burger Festival  


There must have been at least 20 yellow pop-up stalls representing all the burger establishments in the city - most I’d never heard of as the Golden Arches is my go-to.  I wandered around looking at the giant placards featuring all manner of deconstructed triple cheeseburgers and chatting to a couple of friendly vendors along the way.  A few of the places were quite busy with long queues, but most were empty.  There were lots of wacky names including Orange Burger, Mobile Burger, Lazy Burger, Fortune Burger, Mongolian Mushroom, Bobo, and Mangy Dog, which apparently hails from Wuhan.  I settled on a Hawaiian Burger from Missu Burger, as it didn’t look so big and therefore probably easy to hold.  It was made within minutes, right in front of me.


Clutching my burger, I hurried back to the front of the festival area and found the group of girls dressed in burger costumes who had walked past moments earlier as my burger was being grilled.  They were now doing a burger dance routine.  I watched them for a minute then found a place to eat.  All-in-all it was a good, solid burger, with fresh ingredients - crisp lettuce, tomato, a thick slice of pineapple, juicy patty, a very good bun, and was a decent size, not too big or small.  The only thing lacking was any kind of sauce or relish - maybe they forgot?  Nonetheless, I was satisfied overall even if it did cost 46RMB!


The sun definitely had warmth as I walked the ten minutes to my new favourite coffee shop, a kind of chill oasis away from the hustle and bustle and whose owner roasts the coffee beans herself.  A cappuccino and friendly banter later, I strolled to Fushun Lu, Xuzhou’s big food street, and discovered the location of a sandwich shop I’d heard about last year, before I continued walking south.  The roast duck stores weren’t busy at this hour - normally on Sundays they have long lines of punters waiting outside little shops with shiny dark orange ducks piled high on tables out the front. I sampled some mala duck at one, before purchasing a nice almond croissant from a little bakery cafe nearby happy that they still had items left.  


Xuzhou used to be known as Peng Cheng back in the day and it has an open square with this namesake amidst all the construction around Suning Plaza.  It also happened to be nearby, so I crossed it for the first time, then found a Hello Bike electric scooter and rode home, belly full of burger, croissant in my bag, weaving past the traffic congestion by the lake, enjoying the late afternoon vistas of the low-lying sun on the water with the mountain backdrop, and the scent of blossoms everywhere.  A good end to the week!



























Monday, 16 March 2026

Return Of The Blog!

In a world that is literally burning, whose moral fiber appears to be eroding exponentially, living in Xuzhou has been a blessing.  There’s a kind of invisible veil one has by living in a place so physically and culturally distant from the ‘in your face headlines’ back home.  The only things screaming out now are whatever appears in my social feeds.  In other words, I now have more peace and tranquility simply by way of being here.

The Story Thus Far

It's been almost a year to the day since my last post on this blog.  I don’t remember exactly why I stopped at the time.  Maybe I had increasing work pressure, perhaps there was little interest.  One reason for the blog was to keep up appearances, which I kind of did in house for a while then stopped altogether in the second half of last year.. It’s a shame I now have lost access to those short posts.  Nonetheless, I aim to continue writing for writing’s sake and as a pastime I enjoy immensely.  I aim to add some posts from the past 12 months to fill in specific gaps and also write on a regular basis going forward.


New Roads Bring New Views

I’ve been fortunate enough to have traveled extensively over the past year.  I went  to Beijing and Shanghai to retrace some steps, only to find the grass was quite a different shade from ten years prior.  I visited nearby Kaifeng, an ancient cultural city whose heyday was during the Northern Song Dynasty (960-1127).  I also visited Hong Kong for the first time in many years, staying in the Wan Chai area on Hong Kong Island. In July 2025 I went to America for the first time, staying in San Francisco, Silicon Valley and New York.  I switched employers at the start of 2026 and found myself enjoying the vast beaches of the Gold Coast while on a working holiday, before heading to coastal Da Nang and then on to Ho Chi Minh City.  Lastly I enjoyed the sights and sounds of Bondi Beach on a hot summer’s day before jetting back last minute to the chilly confines of Xuzhou and to the most comfortable bed I’ve ever had.

Under The Blossom Tree, Even The Quiet Mind Finds A Mirror


It’s now the start of Week 3 of the new semester and I couldn’t be happier.  I have great classes, am thoroughly enjoying the new curriculum, meeting new expats and discovering new places.  I was asked early on by one of my students how many cities I’d been to in China.  I wasn’t entirely sure, I thought maybe around 20.  I did a proper count over the weekend and discovered it was actually 38 - no mean feat!


Over the past week the weather has got chilly again, akin to a bleak wintry day in Melbourne, although much drier.  However, the blossom trees have started blooming.  Around this time last year there was blossom everywhere - along the main University Road boulevard I live off, across campus, and covering half the little mountain behind my apartment complex.  We’re not quite there yet but within a week or two when the temperature hits the high twenties, (in less than a fortnight it’s meant to be 28, currently it’s 10), the crowds will be out enjoying the vistas and the birds will happily be waking me up from their perch on my bedroom windowsill at 4.30am.  Nonetheless, new friends have been made, cider on tap has been discovered and the enormous portion of chicken fried rice with a side of pickled chopped jalapenos is still delivered to my door within ten minutes of ordering (and is still delicious!