Back in China at my grandma’s old place. I forgot how run down it is and that makes me uncomfortable somehow. If I’m honest, this level of poverty makes me feel icky and dirty. I don’t like it.

At the same time I feel ashamed for thinking and feeling this way because this is reality for so many people and it’s my privilege that allows me to think these thoughts. But I can’t help it and I can’t help willing these next two weeks to pass quickly so I can be back in my comfortable, clean and modern home back in New Zealand.