Saturday, November 21 2009
By tweety on Saturday, November 21 2009, 14:59
Saturday, November 21 2009
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Wednesday, June 3 2009
By tweety on Wednesday, June 3 2009, 18:29
Thursday, May 7 2009
By tweety on Thursday, May 7 2009, 04:18
Since the previous post has been staying on the top of that blog for quite a while now, I think I owe this page an update.
Saturday, February 28 2009
By tweety on Saturday, February 28 2009, 18:36
I think I should go out tomorrow (Sunday: 星期日).
Sun light might not show up again for a (long) while.
Tuesday, September 23 2008
By tweety on Tuesday, September 23 2008, 17:14
Tuesday, September 9 2008
By tweety on Tuesday, September 9 2008, 00:09
Il y a comme ça des expressions que l'on trouve plus "naturelles" dans une langue plutôt que dans une autre.
Elles parlent probablement plus à nos endos (lire Noô de Stefan Wul). A une époque, on était prêt à parler des autobahn pour designer les (désormais tombées dans l'oubli) "autoroutes de l'information". Oui, quelle étrange référence ... mais elle m'est revenue là, comme ça.
On aime bien dire de quelqu'un ou de quelque chose qu'il est kawaii.
Et bien, "ma fan" est
l'expression chinoise qui colle bien aux évènements tortueux, pénibles, pour ne pas dire
Et bien, obtenir un visa chinois de type "Z" (plus ou moins résident), ça n'est un pas de tout repos.
Commençons par le commencement. Au début, étaient les dinosaures. Ah non, pas si loin.
Pour travailler officiellement
sous contrat chinois, il "faut" un permis de travail. Jusqu'ici rien
que de bien normal.
Cependant, nombre de joyeux "expats" vivent et travaillent en Chine avec un simple visa business, le plus souvent décroché à Hong-Kong (oui, oui, vous savez bien : un pays, deux systèmes ...). Les Jeux Olympiques ont mis un petit coup de balai dans toute cette faune de gais lurons (durcissement des procédures d'obtention des-dit visas).
Me sachant en sursis, je décide
de transformer mon visa d'affaire en un visa de résident, et ce, un mois avant
La première étape de ce long périple fut l'inspection de santé (cf. un billet précédant, dans une autre langue, ah oui, vous aviez remarqué ? Décidément, un lectorat d’une perspicacité).
Seconde étape, je soumets mon
dossier à une agence (plus ou moins licite). On m'annonce un traitement en une semaine, au plus : deux.
Les deux semaines écoulées, je m'enquiers de mon passeport. Cela risque bien de prendre encore 2 ou 3 j... ah non, SEMAINES. Les JO, vous comprenez.
Outre le désagrément de ne pas pouvoir voyager en avion dans l'intervalle, il était plutôt fâcheux de ne pouvoir planifier mon retour en France (obligatoire pour valider le visa) sereinement.
Une semaine avant mon départ
programmé (à l'aveuglette), mon passeport revient. Alléluia !
Il est accompagné d'un certificat de travail pour petit alien (en anglais dans le texte) et d'un formulaire de requête de visa Z à remettre à l'ambassade de Chine en France.
Bon, le visa n'est donc pas pour tout de suite, soit, je prends mon mal en patience. Mais, ô drame, dans leur grande précipitation (plus d'un mois), ils ont fait une erreur en recopiant mon numéro de passeport (voila qui est ballot).
Retour à l'envoyeur. Mais l à, ce devient quelque peu tendu pour mon départ/retour (question de point de vu).
Ils y parviennent in extremis (rien de tel qu'un peu de pression) et me voila en France.
Mais (oui, oui, on s'ennuie ça devient long, je sais, ou sont les photos : pas de photo aujourd'hui), pour ne pas faire simple, ici, à Paris, ils ne savent pas délivrer autre chose qu'un visa entrée simple. Il faudra donc le convertir en un visa entrées multiples à Shanghai ...
Mama mia ! Ah non : ma fan !
Wednesday, July 9 2008
By tweety on Wednesday, July 9 2008, 08:13
When my French colleague is not around (that happen quite often), I do enjoy a quick lunch.
What's amazing about this place is the way you are welcomed.
Hmm, in fact maybe not you. Just me.
When I pass the door, all (literally) the staff turn their attention to me. Could be annoying if it was not so cute.
Salute me by my name, questioning me about things they don't really care (or maybe they do ...) etc.
I kind of thought all this attention was the same for all customers. A good commercial approach.
But, I was observing closely how they behave with all "the others" (not like I had anything else to do, while eating alone). I am here including all the other foreigners that, it is true, got a much better treatment anywhere anyway. And there is quite a few in the surrounding.
Proper attitude, but nothing like my overwhelming (but kind) welcome.
So I am special here (there). Had any doubt about that ?
One to another in Mandarin: "Does he speaks Chinese by the way ?"
Another starting reply: "No, he doesn'..."
Me: "Yes, 'he' does; a little"
I gained more points here. But, somehow, I knew what was coming next. I mean the kind of deep talk that will follow. Do I look disillusioned here ? No, no. But it is really always like that. No kidding.
In Chinese : "Oh! really ?" But you have to know (if not aware already) that there is a lot of foreign people here that speaks Chinese way better than me. So I still don't know why they always assume that foreigners don't speak it, when probably half of the foreign population got some strong basis (my bet).
"Ya, well, not so good, but I do my best"
"'You are so handsome' you know what it means ?"
So she repeated it. Ya, ya, I guess it cannot hurt to hear things like that. Always good for your ego. Or ... maybe not ?
Then she described why she thinks so, backed up by the others. (Ah ya, I forgot to say they are girls; like every single worker in China; I don't know exactly what men do here ... I don't see many working. Maybe sitting in front of TV watching soccer game, who knows).
But, just thinking about it, this can be a good opportunity to use some other Chinese than my everyday boring Cab Chinese ... (listening to all the taxi driver telling me how pretty are the French girls, the most pretty in the world, you shall never doubt about that).
I'll keep you informed.
Friday, June 27 2008
By tweety on Friday, June 27 2008, 08:11
Let's go in some photo shop for a bunch of ID picts. (For my Visa, you remember ?)
In the back of the shop.
"- Sit here. Want a red background ?"
"- White will be fine, thanks" (red ? don't even want to consider that option)
"- look at me. Lower your shoulder"
"- more please"
"- that's all you gonna get, i have some physical limitation you know" (funnily my shoulders cannot go any lower than where they belong)
"- 'like it ?" (showing me the taken shot)"- it will do it." (I just don't give a damn, I'll never seen this picture again anyway).
Friday, June 6 2008
By tweety on Friday, June 6 2008, 17:55
DVD shops here in Shanghai are everywhere.
You can buy whatever you want for less than a taxi ride or a bottle of coke.
Including the old French movies, the latest block buster, the brand new American TV Serie, etc.
OK, nothing new in there.
But look at this picture (just took it an hour ago, on my phone, sorry for the poor quality)
Nothing spectacular or original in that shop.
"Even better than Movie World"
I had to take this picture. It is an "old" joke in the street I guess.
Wednesday, April 2 2008
By tweety on Wednesday, April 2 2008, 05:40
On TV, when they have nothing else to do, they put this video on.
It is scary. Really looks like this kind of anticipation books or movies. "How to be a good citizen in Delta City, officer Alex Murphy will show you the way".
But, something like that is needed. Good manners rule China everyday life in your business environment (protocol) or your friends (of course). Out of that, it is back to the wide wild world, ruled by the strongest brutal force.
But people says that things are changing.
Tuesday, April 1 2008
By tweety on Tuesday, April 1 2008, 05:39
Tuesday, March 4 2008
By tweety on Tuesday, March 4 2008, 08:49
So here are some pictures of Shanghai. Under daylight this time.
First, the less Shanghai style of Shanghai : Xin tian di.
Under that name is hidden a kind a refugee camp for all the westerners.
They are held there so they can feel happy, just like in an idyllic city of Europe.
Monday, February 25 2008
By tweety on Monday, February 25 2008, 12:19
We were invited to our (my) first expat party.
In fact we were invited by a friend, and I seriously didn't expected something like that.
What was "that" ? Well, first : the place. It was in a super restricted high class houses complex...
I guess that what's go with "expat". But still, impressive.
More : the food. It was a banquet. With great homemade amuse-bouche. Wine, champagne, high quality western food.
Even more : the people. Was invited quite a lot of people. Actually this is the kind of meeting I don't like.
It just like in the movies. Standing in the middle of people to don't know, keep introducing yourself. Repeating the same story (at the beginning, for your own sake your try to generate different version of your story, but after a while you get tired of that exercise), listening to everyone's story. Trying to entertain people's conversation ...
Anyway, It was nice, and it showed me another face of Shanghai : the expats' one.
And I collected a bunch of name cards. And some extra contacts for finding a job.
Wednesday, February 13 2008
By tweety on Wednesday, February 13 2008, 07:45
I read somewhere that Beijing is looking for the maximum days of "blue sky". In 1998, there was about a hundred days of blue sky.
For the Olympics, they fought for it; objective for 2007 was 245 of those days (more about polution, so there can be a marathon) . And guess what ? 2007 knew 246 blue days !
There is something scary about this country, don't you think ?
Ok, to be honest, those figures were reached by all different kind of means. Some good ones, like green belt to stop the sand, moving industries far from the city; and some not that nice but how efficient like closing some air control stations in the most polluted areas so they won't report bad conditions ...
Ok enough about Beijing, back to Shanghai and his truly blue sky.
Monday, February 4 2008
By tweety on Monday, February 4 2008, 10:20
Chinese New Year is on its way.
No way to ignore it.
You can hear the greeting songs in every single mall, restaurant etc.
The coming year will be the year of the Rat. In English (as in French and many other language I guess), there is a difference between Rat and Mouse.
But since Chinese is a simple language (that's what my wife keep repeating me), both are "shu" (鼠).
Convenient then to have Mickey the mouse/rat as the symbol of the Chinese New Year.
When I first saw Mickey on the walls and windows, I didn't really understand the reason of that. After a second thought, it makes sens.
By tweety on Monday, February 4 2008, 09:49
Just to illustrate what I was talking about on the previous post.
So there is snow. Or at least there was enough, enough to do snowmen.