The first lunar new year I ever spent in Asia was two Year of the Goat/Sheep/Rams ago. I was studying in Hong Kong and had a week off at the lunar new year, so naively asked a friend in Nanjing if I could visit at that time.
It was a different time in China back then and here are some of the photos I took on that trip.
Nanjing itself:
The apartment building in Nanjing where I stayed with my friends.
The Chens let me stay in their daughter’s bedroom.
They introduced me their friends in Nanjing, including other students.
During the actual New Year and New Year’s Eve, we visited their family in a small town in Jiangsu province.
And for dinner a day or two later, we visited Mr. Chen’s parents in the countryside.
This was my first taste of staying with a family in China, of being in China in the winter without any heat, and of going with the flow during family visits at the lunar new year. Little did I know that this would be my life for the latter part of the 1990s.
I might also mention that there were really no ways to connect to the outside world apart from expensive phone calls (made from a post office) or snail mail that could take a week to reach Hong Kong.
Happy New Year!
I believe you agree with me that this is Chinese New Year….BTW, Nanjing is completely different right now and it looks as fancy as Chicago….
You got to make some comparisons because Rxxxxxks cannot imagine a fast growing country..