My first tour began with a bang (good & bad). Had plenty of issues at work... it's the government y'all, I have no control.. so no it ain't my fault the guberment and I keep beefing. I love my job they just don't always love me back..but I think they at least like me. LOL.. So outside all of that my life in Guangzhou was going outstanding. I found an amazing "Ayi" Jenny... I mastered Taoboa, Meituan, WeChat pay and Didi and I was receiving monthly mani/pedis by my mobile manicurist. And the Sequel discovers a 24 HOUR SPA...Life couldn't get any better. 

Wait! it did get better. I was able to schedule, plan and FINALLLLLLY get funded (after 6 months of beefing with the government) my very first R&R.... it WASSSS going to be a luxury cruise on Norwegian cruise lines beginning in Hong Kong, making 4 stops in Vietnam and ending in Singapore.  We were suppose to be in a 2 bedroom suite with butler service... I am getting depressed just thinking about... it was suppose to be AAAAAMAZING!

But then that dam RONA ROLLED UP AND STOLE MY DREAMS!!! Yes, she was like nah son you not going no where. Enjoy the next 6 months in that 3rd world of a country you called USA! Where Taoboa does not exist.  Yep, the moment I tried to step foot on that CRUISE--> BOAT--> VESSEL (inside government joke), I was nicely escorted off (yes there were tears) and 3 days later me, and my crew of 2, were on a flight back to 'Merica! 

Things spiraled all the way down from there... lost some folks .... (that's all I have to say about that). 

Well eventually we returned to China, went on a few vacations with my favorite family of 7 minus 1, got to take A cruise, just not THE cruise.  The lil dude spent his 10th birthday on-board a Yangtze River cruise. We went on a group trip to Shangri-La, got to experience air-in-a-can (blessing in disguise), got to see a plethora of temples and my life flash before my eyes, on the way up to see a few of them.  Chinese don't do guard rails or railings or anything on the edge of a cliff I could possibly grab on to before I fell to my death.  Since I am here to speak on it, I obviously did not fall to my death.

Yes there are pictures, loads of photos and once I find them I will post them and if I never post them know that I am busy and got a lot of shit to do, but they are in the cloud, safe and sound. 

Then my tour in China came to an end. Yes, it felt just like the ending of this post. ABRUPT!

The good lyfe continues.. the post I never got to finish. 

So I am here, living my best life... with 3 pools and lots of culture around me and I have one issue.... why do I feel some type of way about having domestic help...Lawd help me.... I have someone to clean, wash clothes, wash dishes, iron, pick up the lil dude from the bus and watch and feed him. Sooooooo why do I feel so horrible. LOL... Lawd I ask that you be sure I am paying a living wage cause I want no parts of modern day slavery... yeah I said it...am I the only brown person living abroad trying to get a handle on this.   Every weekend I clean up because I don't want her thinking we are slobs. I wipe down the counters and wash the dishes and put them back neatly (exactly how she had them before).  I try to make her jobs as easy as possible. Then this happens.....

Who the heck let her into my "unmentionables" (my dad - father of a gang of girls use to say) drawer. I thought I washed all my own undies and hid them away.... Lawd take me now!!!!