I've returned to my life of obligations here in the US after my Shanghai and Indonesia trip 16 hours off kilter and 5 pounds heavier. Never have I understood the burden of weight as I do now. It's heavy. And while I don't begrudge the mass quantities of food and alcohol I consumed while on vacation, I've become accustomed to the rather stereotypically asian emaciated lightness of my being. "Gut"..."hips"..."an ass"...all these things I've now come to understand viscerally rather than as an academic abstraction. OK, I still don't have an ass but I have some meat now.
Also, I am a "large" in China. A large! I don't know if that is supposed to be good or bad for my ego...
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Heh. "Free-size" clothing don't fit me in Asia. My ego has gone into hiding from the humiliation and mockery.
But you have to remember that Asia is a continent of midgets after all. And what normal person wouldn't be a giant in such lands?
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