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Final dispatches from Rui’an

Food in Rui’an had its ups and downs. Wenzhou does not have a distinct cuisine of its own (unlike Sichuan, Canton, etc.) and all the restaurants and grub shacks (where we ate for the most part) are operated by out-of-towners, who brought with them their cuisine and old school culinary know-how.

飛雲鎮 Flying Cloud Town street market where I had breakfast and dinner most days

Breakfast time: one yummy sesame coated red-bean mochi, hot and crispy

My enthusiasm for Sichuanese yakitori is overwhelming

Fujianese beer, tastes like Natty light

Tragedy seen from a distance

On a sadder note.

There was a massive fire next to the main road to and from Flying Cloud (飛雲) town (where Xiao Peng’s factory is, where we work) last night. It took over an hour before this road was reinstated to Rui’an city proper and we got on our bus out to Nanjing within a hair’s breadth.

From the car window we could see twisting billows of opaque, black smoke engulfing the sky. One of Xiao Peng’s acquaintances owned that factory, which produced foam pillows and mattresses. The fire was initiated from one small spark, and because China is notoriously lax in safety regulations, what would have been an easily controlled situation snow-balled into an entire factory meltdown. Insurance isn’t going to cover this.

The smoke diffusing into atmosphere is as poisonous as it can be, given the chemicals involved, and the rain that came pouring down only moments after the explosion did nothing to quench the thirst of the fire, but only served to pollute the rice fields with its newly strengthened toxicity.

A child raised in this environment

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2 Responses to “Final dispatches from Rui’an”

  1. Paul Yang 17. Sep, 2010 at 6:48 pm #

    so reslife was right about the foam mattress pads?

    mind=blown

  2. Jenny 18. Sep, 2010 at 10:53 am #

    They may be right, but my roommate used to have one that we would hide under piles of blankets whenever they did room checks and well, we all like to live dangerously.

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