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EXECUTIVE MBA
FOREIGN BUSINESS EXCURSION JOURNAL
Vietnam * Summer 1998 * Pete Clarke
A special thanks to:
Darral "Pete" Clarke for all the work you did to arrange the tours and develop the itinerary.
Robyn Pinegar for attending to all the details and making sure things went smoothly.
Ivan Call and Paul Godfrey for providing their expertise and insight to help us better understand what we saw and experienced.
C l a s s o f ' 9 8
Contents
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Itinerary |
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May 23 - 24 |
Craig Bennion |
The flight over (The Longest Day) |
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May 25 |
Paul Chisholm |
Sightseeing in Japan - Kyoto |
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May 26 |
Dennis Dalling |
Business visits to Toyota and Denso |
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May 27 |
Craig Gardiner |
Business visits with Titus and Citicorp. Mgt Soc luncheon. Sightseeing in Tokyo |
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May 28 |
Tim Girgenti |
Travel to Beijing. |
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May 29 |
David Knowles |
Business visits (and tour of the countryside) with Delphi, Peking Duck dinner (lunch), meeting with Minister Chen MingMing |
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May 30 |
Brian Hendricks |
Sightseeing (and bus side show) at Cloisonne (vase) factory, Sacred Way, Ming Tombs, another fabulous lunch, and the Great Wall |
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May 31 |
Tyler Harvey |
Sacrament Meeting and then sightseeing at the Forbiden City |
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June 1 |
Lyle McMillan |
Travel to Hong Kong. Mgt Soc meeting and dinner. |
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June 2 |
Michael Muren |
Business visits to Swires and Wirthlin Group |
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June 3 |
Michael Kroff |
Business vist (and subway trip!) with Bain. Afternoon free for sightseeing. |
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June 4 |
Trent Himes |
Travel to Viet Nam. Business visit to Unilever. |
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June 5 |
Lisa Winward |
Nike plant tour. Afternoon sightseeing. Orphanage visit and CuChi tunnels. |
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June 6 |
Michael Robson |
Homeward bound |
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July 10 |
Pete Clarke |
Members of the Trip:
- Craig Bennion, Day 1
- Steven Birdsall
- Steve Blakeslee
- Rich Budge
- Paul Chisolm, Day 2
- Dennis Dalling, Day 3
- Craig Gardiner, Day 4
- Tim Girgenti, Day 5
- Tyler Harvey, Day 8
- Brian Hendricks, Day 7
- Trent Himes, Day 12
- Dave Knowles, Day 6
- Mike Kroff, Day 11
- Michael Martin
- Jack Matesen
- Lyle McMillan, Day 9
- Mike Muren, Day 10
- Chuck Owen, Day 13 (Cu Chi Tunnels)
- John Reim
- Mike Roberts
- Mike Robson, Day 14
- Lisa Winward, Day 13
- Robyn Pinegar
- Pete Clarke, A Note from Pete
- Paul Godfrey
- Ivan Call
The Journal
5/23/98 thru 5/24/98 - Craig Bennion
The Longest Day.
For me, today started at 6:00 AM. I'm sure others in the group got an even earlier start. By the time we got to Osaka, it was 5:45 PM here and 2:45 AM, May 25 in Salt Lake. We flew Delta to LA and then JAL 69 to Osaka. I'd forgotten what 11+ hours on a plane was like. The trip was uneventful.
I talked a little with a Marine who is stationed in Okinawa. He is on the "Bomb Squad" - a group that disposes of unexploded ordinance. He has a young family - 2 boys; 4 years and 1 year, and was on his way to visit them. He made a couple of observations in the course of talking that I thought were insightful. His first was about family. He made the comment that his favorite time was after work, playing with his boys. He then said that too many fathers come home and turn on the TV and tune out the family and how wrong that is. Some people do seem to get it, but not enough.
The other comment he made was about Japanese culture. He said that respect and courtesy were the cornerstones. By incorporating those values in your actions, many social mistakes are readily overlooked and forgiven.
We got to our hotel, the Osaka Miyako at about 7:30 PM. After getting settled in, a group of us wandered the back streets looking for a place to eat. Some of the group found a little shop that looked to have good food and ate there. The rest of us just kept wandering.
Osaka isn't as vertical as I had expected. Most buildings seem to be 4-5 stories tall. But the streets are narrow! Space between buildings is punctuated with tiny alleys barely wide enough for a car. The people I've met have been friendly and helpful.
On a personal note- the last place I ever thought I would celebrate a birthday is here, in Osaka.
Okay Paul, take it away! Your turn.
We left the hotel at 8:30 AM for a bus tour of several sites around Osaka. The tour guide's name is K.
Osaka/Kobe is one of four large industrial areas where heavy industry is localized. All of the through highways are literally "high ways," elevated above the city streets. This not only eliminates traffic from the streets, but also represents the lack of space. All are toll roads.
The myriad of tall buildings is often interrupted by netted enclosures extending 10 or more stories high to enclose batting cages and multistoried driving ranges. In spite of all the space constraints there seems to be ample baseball fields.
During the ride, the guide explained some facts about Japanese life like the price of housing, need for public transportation, etc. The difference between Shintoism, which finds god in all the aspects of nature, and Buddhism, which seeks inner peace. Most ordinances are Shinto based, like marriage, rules of passage, etc., but most funerals are Buddhist. Rule of Shoguns, warlords, and emperors were explained and why they resulted in many years of peace in the country- they were all too busy with processions and political rites.
First stop was the Nijo Castle, home of the Kyoto Shogun. The castle is surrounded by a moat and the moat walls are blocked granite. The Shogun castle is a series of six buildings. The first are reception buildings, then official buildings, and finally the living quarters. The gardens are quiet and well kept. The grounds were full of Japanese school students. Occasionally one would find the courage to speak to you with an attempt at English, mostly just "Hello, how are you." Then when you would respond, they would all giggle. Some even collected autographs.
Second stop was the Imperial Palace. It was a whirlwind view of the grounds because the size and the frequency of tour groups are limited by a schedule. The distinguishing feature of the palace is the large courtyard in front of the reception hall. The columns on the courtyard walls were all painted orange- a sign of Chinese influence. This palace isn't used much now for official ceremonies because Kyoto is not as accessible as Tokyo.
Lunch was free-reign in downtown Kyoto near the City Hall.
Third stop was the Heian Shrine, built in 1895 to celebrate the 1100th year of founding the city. Heian means peace and tranquility. The gardens around the shrine certainly attest to the name. This is a Shinto shrine.
We passed through the Gion district of Kyoto. The guide explained that the Geisha girls found here do not practice the commonly held belief, but rather are literally musical and dancing artists in traditional Japanese costume. Gei means art and sha means person giving gishas artist.
The fourth stop was the Buddhist Temple of Sanjusangendo or 33 places. There are 33 stones representing the 33 forms which Kannon Buddha can assume. There are 1,000 statues, all similar, which are the images of Kannon.
This was followed by a visit to another Buddhist temple. Between the two temples most beliefs in Kyoto are numbered. The original Buddhist community was forced to split in two. These two temples each represent one side of the split. The great hall is the second largest temple structure in Japan. The most memorable fact is the 53 human hair ropes which were used to raise the beams in place because the straw ropes were not strong enough. This was possible because in earlier years the women were required to keep long hair.
On the return trip we learned that sake refers to Japanese alcohol in general and not rice wine specifically. Sake is often made from sugar cane or sweet potatoes. We were also entertained by "Kataro."
Today we visited Toyota and Denso. It was a tremendous experience. My thoughts on Toyota: WOW!!! I never expected these company tours to be so incredible. I felt like I should remove my shoes in tradition with the tours yesterday. I was so in awe. One of the things that really impressed me was the fact that they can produce a new car every 3.5 minutes. Also, it takes only 20 hours for 50,000 parts to come together to a final product, a sellable car. The Toyota showroom was amazing as well. The technology of the ITS that's coming. This technology clearly will revolutionize our whole driving experience. The lunch with the Toyota executives was one of the best experiences of my EMBA program. The amount of attention and preparation they made for our group was unexpected. We each received personalized "BYU welcome to Toyota" packets. Plus, while we ate the most exquisite Japanese meal (with chopsticks) we were able to do a Q&A session with the top executives. These executives answered each of our questions, with the help of an interpreter very well. I was actually quite surprised how they were truthful about their losing market share and not meeting their goals. It was great food and a great experience. I felt very "taken care of" - something I've noticed the Japanese know how to do very well. Well, Toyota was a hard act to follow. Denso, a tour by itself, would have been more impressive without having just seen Toyota. Even Toyota's tour route was all air conditioned, with a personal "talking" guide, whereas the Denso tour was not. Toyota scored a lot of points with me providing that air conditioning. The Denso tour still was impressive, however. Nearly the whole plant was automated. They manufactured automotive parts for companies like Toyota. In fact, Toyota accounts for 50% of their business. Denso plans by the year 2005 to have developed the other than-automotive-parts-areas such as cell phones and car faxes, and to have them be 50 percent of their current business. Some interesting points were that Toyota gets delivered a truck from Denso every 10 minutes for delivery of parts (I would elaborate on the details of the truck, but I'm afraid there's not enough room in this journal). Also, if Denso stopped delivering, Toyota would run out of parts within 10 hours. Pretty amazing! On our way back to the speed train, we arrived 1 hours early so we decided to swing by the Nagoya Castle just so Tim Girgenti could get his "Nagoya-Castle-picture-with-a-telephone-pole-in-the-middle." The funny thing was we were almost late back to the train just for Tim's picture. Another highlight of today's events for me was that I am trying to learn Japanese (well at least the basics) so I can communicate with these wonderful Japanese people. These people have truly amazed me with their service, concern, and attitude toward us. They have bent over backwards to serve us. I could get really used to this kind of service. The ride home was pretty much uneventful except for Chuck breaking the train door. He was trying to keep it open with his foot to allow fresh air in. Luckily, it eventually shut. Poor Lisa (alone with 24 men)! Lisa made an interesting discovery: "I didn't realize boys giggled so much." Men, lets takes a moment and ponder about appropriate vs. non appropriate behaviors for EMBA students. Remember, this is a graduate program, not kindergarten. "Giggling" is just something we should not be doing.
Later that night, upon arriving at the hotel, we decided to go get some food. Most restaurants were closed at 10 PM. Luckily we ran into Michelle Newell from the other group, who suggested The Lion. The Lion had incredible food except for the fact that it was a Bar/Restaurant. We were having a great meal until all of a sudden a drunk Japanese person came over and tried to pick up on Steven Birdsall. I didn't think we were in a gay bar, but I wouldn't have been able to tell based on the Kanji on the restaurant. Luckily, we made it out of there okay. Sayonara.
5/27/98 - Tokyo according to Craig Gardiner.
It was nice to see members of our class from the Thailand trip at breakfast this morning, although it was obvious they weren't having as much fun as we were!
Tokyo is definitely an upscale city. Lots more English here, not unlike many of the large cities in the world.
Today was a great day because of the free time - I mean, because of the business visits. Our presenters were excellent. Once we got past the first two GMAT questions, we learned some of the general differences between U.S. and Japanese corporations. It was interesting to hear Lee Daniels confirm a couple of things that we saw at Toyota yesterday. He said Japanese companies focus more on market share and providing employment than on shareholder return and revenue growth. Just yesterday, Toyota said they wanted to increase their domestic market share to 40% so that they can preserve employment at domestic plants.
Citicorp gave an interesting presentation, too. We were shocked and amazed at the amount of consumer savings in Japan. Titus and Citicorp still have many barriers to overcome to market their relatively new products to the Japanese.
Thanks to some good directions, I made it on a solo trip to the Tokyo temple. I realized then just how little Japanese I understood. I was grateful to run into John Reim and Co., since I was in dire need of one expendable yen. From now on, I'll fall for those "What's that on your shirt" slap-stick jokes.
Rich's wife has a Japanese friend that helped us tour Ginza. We were treated to some good food in a hidden restaurant (full of Japanese patrons). Her perspectives on Japan were as valuable as the straight talk we got from today's presentations.
I could use another week in Japan, we've had great tours, free time and business visits. I was especially impressed by the people and their attention to detail.
Today ended our stay in Japan and we headed off for the Imperial Tomb of China. On our way to the airport, several people shared their reflections on Japan. My favorite was Mike Kroff: "I liked that I could eat with my elbows on the table and slurp my food!" His comment epitomized our attitudes to the point. That's not to say we haven't learned a lot or taken this trip seriously. It's just that we have a very good natured group. In fact, I noticed how much we stood out in Japan just because of our loud laughter. The Japanese never revealed that part of their culture to us. Either public laughter is impolite or it is reserved for private family events. Japan shared her beautiful people and her beautiful country. But in Pete's words: "That was just for experience, the real adventure begins now . . . "
CHINA
...Ten minutes in China was all I needed to realize just how different Japan and China really are. The economic differences are clear. In Japan, everything struck me as small and efficient. Their cars, their developments, their parking garages, everything had economic size. In China, bigger is better. The Great Wall is 3,500 miles long! That's like having a wall from Seattle to Boston! Tiananmen Square can hold 500,000 people! Some of the restaurants in Japan couldn't house five people. And though it no longer stands, the Beijing McDonald's was the largest in the world. Perhaps it is because of China's propensity for big things that another contrast became clear - order vs. chaos. In Japan everything was so formal and tidy. Everyone has a uniform. All the cars were the same and they were all clean. Beijing, on the other hand, was as orderly as a beehive. I'm sure all the people on their bikes and in their cars were on missions to serve the greater good, but it just doesn't look very organized. There are no cross walks. Street lanes are optional. And cutting in line is modus operandi. I hear that if you do that in Japan you get evicted . . . to China. Another major difference between the cultures is their emotional behavior. The Japanese were stoic, even aloof. To show anger or frustration must be a disgrace to one's honor because no one revealed these emotions to us. In China, things are a little different. After the afternoon presentation, about 10 or 12 of us descended on the hotel deli for dinner. As soon as we started ordering, the servers and cooks got flustered because there was so much commotion and confusion. A little while later, the manager showed up and actually yelled at the employees in front of us. This too would be cause for exile in Japan. This experience also exposed China's inefficiency to serve just 12 people, they had a staff of six. This caused too much chaos. It was also very interesting that when we arrived, there were only four employees. Five minutes later there were six and none of the others left or called on the phone for help. Lyle McMillian made this observation and spent the rest of the day talking to the supposed 2-way mirrors and pointing at the hidden cameras! These are just my thoughts on some of the differences between China and Japan. (Actually, there's one more. Children. Did anyone see kids in Beijing? They were en masse in Japan, but no where to be found in China. It was kind of eerie).
For the evening event, some of us tagged along with the B-Team (Radebaugh's group) to the Chinese Acrobat shrine. It was fantastic. I probably could've enjoyed it better had I not been sitting with three of the most profound slapsticks in the Western Hemisphere. I won't mention names (Tyler Harvey, Brian Hendricks, Mike Muren), but these guys couldn't watch the show without saying "No way. Impossible. I saw the string. The plates are glued on the stick. The bikes are rigged." By the time it was over I was convinced that even the performers weren't real! Actually, we had a great time and these guys were a lot of fun.
Tomorrow we go back to the business of business. Out.
Grace, our tour guide, is wonderful. Driving our bus ride to our factory visit we learned from Grace: How to count to 10 in Chinese
How to use one hand to count to 10
The history of China
The political system in China is based on community rights first, then individual
rights
She explained that there are three luxury items per decade. They are:
in the 1970's
- watch
- sewing machine
- bicycle
in the 1980's
- color TV
- washing machine
- refrigerator
in the 1990's
- mobile phone
- air conditioner
- microwave
Grace also explained the Chinese family planning system. It is called one child family. Basically there can be only one child per family. There are a few exceptions. If a farmer's first child is a girl, they can try for a son after five years. If the second child is also a girl, they can have no more children. Families with a handicapped child can have a second child. Ethnic groups can have two children. For families with more than one child, they have to pay a 10% welfare tax.
We had about an 1 hour bus ride to Zhou Zhou City. This city is more how I had pictured China. While Beijing had a lot of new construction, Zhou Zhou had only one or two new buildings. Most looked very dilapidated. There was dirt everywhere. There was a lot fewer vehicles on the road (although this didn't stop the cadence of our bus driver hitting his horn). In Beijing, every car answered, relatively quiet here.
While Grace was informative, we shouldn't forget the contributions of our bus driver. From him we learned how to get lost on a two-lane highway (although Chinese men sometimes ask for directions). He taught us how to turn over the freeway to go the opposite direction (with traffic in both directions). He taught us how the Chinese play "chicken" on the freeway. And how to go four-wheeling in a bus.
Finally, the Delphi Saginaw plant manufactures drive shafts. This is a joint venture. Freedy Geehsardt, the General Manager, talked about doing business in China and the differences from the West. Some of these were very high receivables - 200 days, conversely, high rate of payables- 180 days. Quality is getting better, less than 100 defects per million, but still a ways to go: Chinese are not used to goals. Quota was the driving force. So, the mentality is slowly changing. Factory workers make between $75-100 per month.
Once we got to Zhou Zhou there were buildings everywhere. It seemed most of the buildings were empty, but they kept building. For lunch we had a wonderful Peking Duck dinner. Food just kept coming. We must have had 6-8 different plates. We didn't know what half of them were, but they were all very good. We learned the nuances of Peking Duck. The lunch was not without incident, however. Training was required on the Lazy Susan. Glasses were knocked over (it should be noted that the women at our table had the most trouble with this).
To wrap up our business trips, we met the other group and went to the foreign ministry. Chairman Chen MingMing met with us and took questions for over an hour. The questions ranged from business changes in China, relationship with the U.S., membership in the WTO, and keeping MFN status. Questions about the church were brought up. It was interesting the different interpretations between us and him on the definition of religious freedom. He was a very impressive individual. He stressed that his wish for us would be to remember China is our friend and we need each other. He went over the common interests we share. It was a non confrontational environment and we learned a lot. It was a perfect way to end our business trips in China.
The day started with a trip sight seeing. On the bus with Grace, who now will be known as Super G, she said that we needed to sing some songs. She sang a Chinese fold song. She sang very beautifully and had all of our attention.
After Grace sang, she asked for volunteers to sing. Brian Hendricks sang a version of popcorn popping that had a second part that the rest of the group sang. Then others sang. Pete Clarke sang a tune that he said all of his kids sang and knew well about a fox and how he went to the town-o. Lisa Winward sang a song about a cow on a farm. Robyn Pinegar sang a song about "If you don't have anything good to say don't say anything." Perhaps the most entertaining number was Dennis Dalling singing, or should we say rapping. At the sight of Dennis doing a rap, members of the group started singing "Ice Ice Baby."
The tours consisted of the Ming Tombs - the tombs as well as the Sacred Gate, the Great Wall and a factory where they produce enameled and copper products such as vases (Cousenard) [Cloisonne].
At the Sacred Gate there were stone animals lining the path from the gate. The animals were to protect and aid the Emperor. The group enjoyed taking pictures with the animals, even climbing on the camel and taking pictures.
At the tombs we were able to see some of the artifacts that were unearthed. Perhaps the most interesting thing about the tombs was that the emperor had a tower built behind the tomb. The purpose of the tomb was so the emperor, after his body had died, could go to the tower and watch back on the following emperor and make sure he was performing properly. The emperor believed that he could do this if he was properly prepared. There was definite feeling that the two worlds were connected.
Before we traveled to the Great Wall, we stopped at the friendship store and had lunch. The lunch consisted of many dishes served to us on the "Lazy Susan" (chicken with Soy Sauce, dumplings, sweet bean turnovers, cauliflower and tomatoes, carp, spicy chicken, beef and onions, vegetables).
We arrived at the Great Wall and the emerging capitalism continued. Our guide was met quickly by someone and then she approached us about taking a group picture. They took it before we climbed and had it done when we returned.
The climb was much more than I had expected. It was awesome to think that we were on the Great Wall. Most of the group made it to the top. We took many pictures. It is fun to see people group together and take group pictures, there is a great sense of a comradery within our group.
John Reim had an interesting experience. He decided to return after a large incline when he reached the top of the steps. Some Chinese youth saw him panting and red and began to laugh. They then asked if they could have their picture taken with him. He said he was sure they just wanted a picture of the "tired American." The climb to the top and back took roughly an hour and a half. It was well worth it, even though we will be sore tomorrow.
One of the most fun parts of the trip has been bartering with the vendors. There are countless vendors selling all sorts of souvenirs. They shout and use bells to get attention as we walk by, they shout "Hello! Hello!" and "looky, looky!" The bartering can be done with Yuan or Dollars. Our tour guide said she would ask us what prices we got and see if we could beat her current records.
To some this was an open challenge. Dennis Dalling bought a sword for $5, breaking her record. Another group member broke the $1 mark on exercise balls, buying two sets for 14 Yuan ($1 = 8 Yuan). Typical bartering takes at least two walking away attempts. The vendor will chase you down and make a better offer. On the way back to the bus Lisa and Robin had some ladies selling scarves directed them away from the bus just to give them more time to work on them. Items sold for prices similar to the following:
- Balls - $1-2 per set
- Silk pajamas - $15-20
- Polo shirts - $6-12
- Ties - $2-5
- Suitcases - $10-20
The quality is suspect and most of the goods are fakes. It is not uncommon to find a Reebok shoe with "Air" printed on the side. It is as fun to barter as it is to buy. Mike Muren bought some Nike shorts and paid the higher of the two prices just because it was more fun to barter with one lady. He said he would have paid the price just to barter and the shorts were a bonus.
We stopped at the [Cloisonne] factory. We saw how the product is mad and how they attach pieces of copper by hand and work the process through. We walked to the store and bought some vases, a crane, and watches.
On the way back from the Great Wall, Grace talked about McDonald's and Pizza Hut. We decided to teach her how to say "Yo Quiero Taco Bell" so that she could use it on her next American group. Also, on th eway back someone suggested we sing Amazing Grace as a tribute to Grace. We didn't sing it, but it started me thinking of a tribute song. This is what I came up with.
Tribute to Grace
Sung to Dan Fogelburg "Longer Than"
Longer than there have been emperors in China
Farther than the Great Wall stays in view
Sweeter than any song sung on a bus ride
We will remember you.
Longer than we were lost out in the country
Better than any price that we paid
Stronger than any silk found in an alley
We will remember you.
You gave instruction as a tour guide
We called you Super G
You shared the country that you call home,
With love and with pride.
Finer than any pearls out of fresh water
Safer than riding in a taxi
Clearer than any go Yuan photo
We will remember you
We will remember you.
Back to program
Sacrament Meeting at the Hotel
Presiding:Bishop Paul Godfrey
Conducting:Bishop Godfrey
Music Conductor:Brian Hendricks
Opening Hymn:#304 "Teach Me to Walk"
Opening Prayer:Robyn Pinegar
Sacrament Hymn:#172 "In Humility Our Savior"
Blessing:John Reim, Trent Himes
Passing:Mike Kroff, Tyler Harvey
Announcements:
- Purpose of Sacrament meeting is to edify and feast upon the word of God.
- Remember the Sabbath - the Lord's day.
Sacrament
Talk: Rich Budge - Gratitude
Gratitude is conscious. How often do we take the things the
Lord has given us for granted? Forgetfulness. Deprivation
can help with gratitude. To help others will help us
appreciate what we have.
Musical number: Hymn #98 "I Need Thee Every Hour"
Brian Hendricks, Craig Gardiner, Chuck Owen, Craig Bennion,
Dennis Dalling
Talk: Tim Girgenti - history of conversion (personal)
Confusion similar to Joseph Smith. Prayer to receive answer
to truth. Opposition in all things- the Lord will
provide.
Remarks: Bishop Paul Godfrey -
Change of word in "I Am a Child of God" from "know" to "do."
50th Anniversary of hymn last year. Challenge - "We know
more now than we did when we left . . . What will we do with
what we now know?"
Closing Hymn: #301 "I Am a Child of God"
Closing Prayer: Lisa Winward
What a great meeting. The Spirit was strong.
We're on our way to the Forbidden City. Grace is giving us the history of the Dynasty and emperor's fate. Book to read - "From Emperor to Citizen." The last emperor became a commoner in the 60's. The emperor was a pretty tough and proud guy- the only "real" guy in the Forbidden City.
- "Boo Yau" = "I don't want it" is what you say to the street vendors
- "Yes" = correct = "doi"
- "Yes it is" = "sure"
We just got out of the Forbidden City. We tried out our newly learned way to say "I don't want it" - Boo yau. We got some great responses . . . the first was a lady selling fans. We stopped her dead in her tracks. She hesitated for a moment, then said "Boo Yau No!... Cheapa Cheapa" and then continued trying to sell. What a laugh. She did laugh with us. What fun.
The Forbidden City was amazing, the emperor sure knew how to live. Ha! I never realized how big it is. The Forbidden City actually starts at the tower of the south end of Tiananmen Square. It would take forever to walk from one end to the other.
The rest of the afternoon was spent at Tiananmen Square (by all), and at the Silk Market, sleeping, and the Summer palace (by others).
My experience at McDonald's this afternoon was not a great one. I wonder what has caused the Chinese to be so selfish when it comes to line making. I'm being somewhat facious here. While we were in line to order food, several Chinese would make their way in front of us ("cut" as we know it). One man was dumb, or smart enough to slip in front of Tim after being shoved out of butting in by Brian, Tim and Lyle. Well, we finally figured out that if we can't shove them out of butting, join them. It's amazing how fast you can get your food when you throw consideration out the window.
I regret not going to the Summer Palace, but I was wasted. We'll need to get someone who went to fill in how it was.
An overall great day was had by all, I believe. On to Hong Kong!!
Good Morning! This is Lyle Mcstyle coming to you semi-live . . . This just in:
The hotel help was kind enough to drop by at 6:40 AM to check the contents of the fridge.
I believe China is still a few years off before they reach an acceptable level of customer service, unless they are using the French as their model . . .
We held a short good-bye program on the bus on the way to the airport. Bryan and Mr. Reim officiated and sang a tribute to the lovely grace to the tune of "Longer Than." She in turn sang a song of parting to the tune of Queen's "We Are the Champions."
Speaking of champions . . . The soon-to-be NBA champions (Utah Jazz) will be playing the former winner. We watched the 7th game between the Pacers and the Bulls in the airport.
Once again I won a middle seat on the flight to Hong Kong. So far I'm batting a thousand. Boo Yau to all you suckers with window/aisle seats. You're right where I want you. I know you're not happy......
Farewell Beijing! Land of the many McDonald's, home of the 1.0 Yaun yellow taxibusses of love. Bye-Bye to the Polo paradise, $9 suitcases, $1 beanie babies, $3 silk ties, and sneaking peeks at illegal versions of Windows 98. Okeh, okeh. I not feenished yet. Hallo, Hallo! Water with a straw in it for your drinking convenience, unpredictable chocolates on your pillow, and shoopppp, -JOE!
1:30 PM: I'm so ashamed of myself. I am repulsive and unclean, for I have (against my will and better judgement) procured an aisle seat in Row 30 Seat G. It is too comfortable for my taste, but I must sacrifice my body for the sake of the group. Life can be so very, very cruel.
1:42 PM: A delicious lunch comprised of chicken, rice, spinach stalks, salad, roll, and apple cinnamon surprise. My grandfather used to always say, "There are two kinds of airplane food - good and bad."
1:48 PM: Are we there yet?
4:00 PM: Yes! We've arrived in Hong Kong. This was the 1st show of a submachine gun in public. The customs process was quick and friendly. May I mention it's kinda hot and stuffy here? We caught a few glimpses of the local luggage handlers union redefine the words "Handle With Care: Fragile."
Our tour guide is Little John. Rumor has it that he is a world champion flyweight kickboxer. Please do not mess with him . . .
Dear American Pig Dogs,
Let me tell you about Lover's Hotels with round beds and many mirrors. It's a necessity you see because our houses are too small. No fun for you!
Fun for me? I go to China to see my porcupine! And the massages on the mainland only cost $40, here in Hong Kong, they're $400!! We have many celebrations. If you listen, you would know that we go by Chinese calendar, not a western calendar. Pay attention, pig dog.
Oh, you want to know about Hong Kong culture? We don't have time for culture. We're too busy gambling. Mai Jong, horses, you name it we play it. How you say balley [ballet]? What's that? Our cultural museum is half empty. No culture for you!
I had no real opinion on this, but I hate the damn colonial government and their cheapah, cheapah ways.
Sincerely,
The Bus Nazi
Other observations:
- My eyeglasses fog up every time I go outside.
- It's hotter than Helsinki
- The airplanes fly really close to the houses.
- I think a practical joker deactivated all the horns in Hong Kong, or exported them all to the mainland.
This evening we had a wonderful BYU Alumni meeting and had a wonderful meal. Shrimp cocktail, turkey, ribs, etc. Yummy!
Key to understanding a joint venture with the Chinese - it's like sharing the same bed but having two different dreams.
We also had a great demonstration of a Chinese aerobic exercises. You had to be there.
It started out to be a stuffy and hot meeting and ended up being a polar bear habitat. For those of you who were wondering. I lost two toes to frostbite, but Mike Martin lost his hair.
We started the day with the traditional wake up call. This morning we had the "best" breakfast since we started this trip. I don't know about the rest of the group, but I'm not used to eating eggs and bacon EVERY day for breakfast. My heart can't take it anymore. From now on, I am only having toast and juice.
9:00 AM: We loaded the bus to make our trip for the Swire (Coca Cola tour). For some strange reason, the Bus Nazi didn't have anything to say today. Apparently, Robyn told him that we don't drink, smoke, gamble, or chase after porcupines. No vice for you!
When we arrived at Swire, we were met by the plant manager who told us about the history of Swire in Asia. Swire is a big company in this area, they have 80% market share of the carbonated beverages and 30% market share of non carbonated beverages. They bottle and distribute Coca Cola products in Hong Kong and parts of China. They have the fastest canning line in the world. The most amazing part of their plant was that it was a sky rise. The bottling operation spans from the fifth floor up to the 13th floor. There were huge elevators for moving the WIP from one floor to another.
When asked if he was worried about Pepsi copying the bottling processes, the plant manager responded saying: "Bottling isn't that hard, the key is having a product that sells." It's true, Coca Cola has been very successful selling its products in Asia (probably because it tastes better).
We finished our tour of Swire around 12:00 noon. On the way back to the hotel, the Bus Nazi decided to speak up again. He threatened us about our weight capacity for our flight to Vietnam. He said that the maximum weight is 20 kilos per person and that we will have to pay a fine if we go over. We can have as many bags as we want as long as we do not exceed the 20 kilo limit. No requerdos [souvenirs] for you! (I miss Grace).
We had time to ourselves for lunch and then we met in the hotel for a meeting with Vincent Breglio from the Wirthlin group in Hong Kong. Vincent started the meeting by showing us how business cards are traded in the Asian culture.
Vincent is one of the founders of the Wirthlin group. He told us about some of the studies that they have done to understand the values of the Asian culture. "Persuade by reason, motivate by emotion." The key to tapping people's emotions is understanding the value system. The Asian value system is based on a Confucian culture.
The study found that Asian and American executives share the same set of "top" values. However, the order and emphasis of these "top" values is different between the US and Asia. Asian values focus on harmony and order while American values focus on the individual.
After the Wirthlin presentation, we had the rest of the afternoon to ourselves. A group of students did a temple session while others went shopping and sight-seeing. None of the group wanted to go on the overpriced city tour that the Bus Nazi had planned. No commission for you!
P.S. Did I mention that it's a little humid here?
P.P.S. Happy Birthday to Tim Girgenti! A bunch of us got together and bought Tim a porcupine.
I, Michael, having been cursed with the task of writing in this journal, do write the things that occurred on this the 12th day of our Asian tour.
And it came to pass that we did arise at the hour of 7:00 AM. We partook of a delicious breakfast of pancakes, omelets, and many fruits and vegetables. And all were satisfied except Steve Blakeslee for he feasted on the grain called "Powerbar."
And it came to pass that our leader, Pete, did call for a meeting in the lower lounge in which he said: "Behold, I have dreamed a dream. And in that dream I saw a subway. And on that subway I did see men of great (and small) stature wearing white shirts and ties of a variety of colors. And with them were two women, not of the porcupine nature."
And it came to pass that you all should ride upon the bus to all meetings. It is therefore expedient that you go out upon the land seeking that place where we should meet."
And it came to pass that there was much murmuring amongst our group saying: "Let us go back to China. For there we will call upon Grace, the one called "Super G" and she will lead us to the meeting."
Others murmured that Pete was a crazy man and was becoming cheap as our leader.
Nevertheless, there was one among us named Mike Muren who stood upon his feet and cried: "Murmur not! For the subway is just down the street and we get off at the second stop. How hard can it be?"
And it came to pass that we did beat Mike with a stick. But, Pete rose up again saying: "Do not beat Mike with a stick. Did not Grace nurture and cuddle you in preparation for this journey? Go forth then and find the building in which we shall meet."
And it came to pass that Pete's assistant, the one called Robin, gave us each ten Hong Kong dollars saying: "This will suffice for your voyage to the building." Again, many murmured saying Robin was cheap.
Nevertheless, we did spread out amongst the people seeking the subway. And behold, we did find the subway and our joy was full. And it came to pass that the subway doors opened. And the subway was full.
Nevertheless, we did wait patiently for the next subway. And behold it was full. We made ourselves skinny, however, and proceeded to stuff ourselves within the subway.
And it came to pass that we all successfully arrived at the meeting. And behold, the meeting was interesting, but long. Insomuch that eyelids were becoming heavy. Some arose from their seats in search of water. Others just walked out.
Nevertheless, the meeting did conclude and there was much rejoicing.
And it came to pass that Robin rose up saying: "Go forth throughout this land and feast upon its riches."
And it came to pass that there was much confusion as some desired to go this way and others that way.
Some cried out saying: "Behold, I stink! Let me therefore change my clothes lest I offend others and they beat me with a stick." Others cried out, "Let us proceed to the market called Stanley's first and then return to the land called New World were we can rest from our labors."
Thus we did proceed to spend all of our Hong Kong dollars and rid ourselves of all things pertaining to our meeting.
And now I would write more, but I see that this page is one-fourth full. And it is expedient that I pack lest I miss my wake-up call and find myself stranded in this land.
I therefore transfer this record to the reader of the great Confucius, even he who is called Trent Himes.
Up before dawn,
Rush to the airport and wait.
Bye! So long, Hong Kong!
Early came the wake-up call. With sleep in our eyes and stench in our shirts we stumbled onto the bus. The weasley Anti-Grace-John (our so-called tour guide) told us he was up all night playing mah-joa. Not a tear was shed when he confessed to having lost 60 bucks. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think the group has bonded with John.
The trip proceeded without incident. We stood. We waited. We moved someplace else. We stood. We waited. Something happened. We moved. We waited. Yada Yada Yada.
Finally, we arrived in Vietnam, where we did the same thing to the power of 10. Wait for a long time. Move. Stand for a long time. (Yada Yada Yada)10.
While Hong Kong felt like a steam bath, Saigon feels like a sauna. Dry heat, and lots of it. There are hundreds of people lined up at the airport. I thought maybe they were gathered to welcome us to their country, but they didn't seem too impressed as we slunk past them like sweaty apparitions. We held our collective breaths and stuffed ourselves into a bus the size of a pygmy shoe box.
Yet for all of the hunger, sleep deprivation and perspiring grumpiness that we endured, when we got to the hotel, we felt restored. As we unpacked ourselves from the matchbox bus, we were greeted by staff members in beautiful blue traditional Vietnamese costumes. They welcomed us formally and gave each of us bouquets of flowers. The hotel rooms are enormous and cool. We sat in a banquet hall for lunch with course after course of delicious and exotic food.
The staff here provides unbelievable service; a guy stands next to the elevator and presses the button when he sees you coming. Each course served in each meal is a work of art. Everyone dresses in traditional Vietnamese clothes.
This is not a modern, sky-scrapping hotel like all of the others we have stayed in, but it has the most charm, the best service and the most fun atmosphere of them all. After lunch, we quickly but reluctantly changed into ties and got back onto the bus (this time one big enough to fit everyone without sitting on laps). We went to visit Unilever and heard about their amazing success in Vietnam.
There are two things that stick out in my mind from the presentation: (1) Vietnam is a very young country, 50% of the population in under 20. 70% of the population is under 30. War has been very harsh on these people and they are left with a very long recovery. (2) Distribution is a nightmare. 76% of the population lives in tiny villages. They buy their stuff from small town stores. There are very few major highways - half of the bridges are still destroyed from the war. Most of the distribution is done from the back of a bike.
The people seem friendly and eager to better themselves. Unable to afford cars, almost everyone rides scooters or motorcycles. It looks like the entire nation is part of one big, young, happy motorcycle gang. Charlie's Angels perhaps. Well, that's all I have to say about Vietnam.
Well - it's my turn to capture the day's events. So here it goes from Lisa Winward's perspective.
We got on the bus only to be harassed by people knocking on the windows trying to get us to buy things - ranging form post cards and fans to cards and a hammock. As we traveled to the plant manufacturing Nike shoes, Steve Blakeslee told us the experience his wife's family had when they left Vietnam in late 1974. Steve's wife Kelly was fortunate enough because her father was a mid-level government official and her family was fairly well-off. They paid some ingots of gold and waited for the call. Unfortunately the day the call came Kelly's 16-year-old brother could not be found. Because they couldn't risk waiting, they left without him. What a tough decision to make and then live with. It took six more years for the brother to get out and Kelly's father never made it out and is presumed dead at this point.
Kelly's family went to Seattle after leaving Vietnam and was then paired up with students in Washington. By 1975-80 is was illegal to leave Vietnam. What a crazy, mixed up situation. It was nice to hear Steve's story. You can tell being here means a lot to him. It is nice that he can get more in touch with his wife's culture and his family legacy.
We traveled through a sea of bikes. Family transportation takes on a whole new meaning in Vietnam. You will often see two adults on a bike and other times two adults and a child. The bikes are used for hauling items as well. From our perspective, it's interesting to see how much they can load on the bikes. For example, TVs, pipes, vegetables, wood, etc.
Many people put masks over their nose and mouth to protect them from the pollution. I've also noticed that some women wear long gloves that go past their elbows. I say one little girl riding on the front of a bike and they'd put a protective screen on her face that she could see through.
On our ride to Nike, our two tour guides introduced themselves. They were somewhat timid and shy, but showed courage in trying to speak English. They have been studying English and both took off two days to be with our group. We arrived at the industrial park after only stopping once or twice for directions (it's part of the charm of this trip - getting lost). Sean Boyd greeted us and we met briefly in the conference room to get some preliminary information and ask questions. Sean and another American located at this plant were very young and it appeared that they had a lot of responsibility there. Sean said he liked working in Asia and would like to stay there for 10 more years.
Touring the production floors were very interesting. The majority of the workers are women. They work six days a week, eight hours per day. They make above the average pay in this area, but by American standards it is way "below" the poverty level.
It is very different here, but although poverty is prevalent, the people are industrious and hard working. Mile after mile there is shop after shop, card, vendor, etc. It just doesn't end.
During the afternoon everyone did what they wanted to do. Six people went to visit an orphanage for deaf children. Robyn had been there before and so it was nice for her to go back. We took up a collection of contributions to deliver and ended up giving them around $480 US dollars! They showed us the embroidery work they had done and it was absolutely beautiful. Several of us bought items.
The young women there were very friendly and nice. Many of them remembered Robyn and showed her their admiration. They were very proud of their work and you could tell they enjoyed having visitors to show them love and concern. It was a good experience and we were glad that we had the opportunity to go there.
Another group went to Cu Chi - tunnels built by the Vietnamese to protect themselves from the French, but they were mainly used during the Vietnam War. (I'll have someone who went there explain what they saw. But, from what they said, it was a great experience).
Dinner was served outside on a top level of the hotel. It was festive with lights, plants, and other Asian decor. We haven't been going hungry while we were here. Each meal comes with a dinner meal card anything [showing] what the 7-8 courses will be . . . we've been able to enjoy a variety of delicious meals. However, I was getting a lot of grief today about not wanting to eat (or dip) one of the dishes in raw egg.
After dinner some of us went outside to walk around. It was amazing to see the number of people still out. The kids wouldn't leave us alone. It is sad in a way, but in another way they are obnoxious. They've been taught young how to approach people and what to say. There was even one young girl that was carrying a naked boy around on her hip. The child had a health problem and she was exploiting the child to get money.
At one of the stores I bought some wooden boxes and the clerk (who was very nice by the way) said don't give those kids anything. These were kids who had been following us around for blocks . . . I said we hadn't. Then she said "they're spoiled." I'm not sure what she meant by that, but I am assuming that they're used to getting what they want from the tourists.
What's my take away on all this and my experience in Vietnam? Well, I think the Vietnamese are a hard working, persistent people. They seem to be very entrepreneurial. They seem to care about family. Their faces light up if you make eye contact with them and smile. I think 10 years is going to make a lot of difference in this country and it would be interesting to come back and see what has happened. They're young, there is so much potential here!
One last thing that I wanted to add is that among the dirt, pollution and poverty, there is a lot of green from plants, trees, and fields. Also beautiful flowers. It seemed like such a contrast, but I thought the white orchids, red flowers and other various flowers added a great beauty to this country. Hopefully, the country can continue to blossom and be as beautiful as the flavors are.
Vietnam - trip to Cu Chi Tunnels following our visit to the Nike factory and lunch, seven of us (Mike Roberts, Mike Muren, Tyler Harvey, Tim Girgenti, Lyle McMillan, Brian Hendricks, and myself, Chuck Owen).
After a long ride through the city and its notorious traffic and driving system, and an interesting drive through the country, we arrived at the Cu Chi Tunnels. Our forecasted 30 minute ride only took an hour and a half.
We were astonished at the extent and complexity of the tunnels. The ingenuity of the Viet Cong who hid and lived in these tunnels is incredible. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. First we were shown a video, from the Viet Cong perspective, of course, describing events in that area during the Vietnam War. The Americans came 12,000 miles from Washington D.C. to bomb their community, shoot their men, women, and children. They also shot the chickens, cows, the pigs and everything. They even shot the Buddha. It is interesting to see how the historians of two sides of an issue describe these events. Each side has its own opinion and of course both of these conflicting opinions are "right" and hence you have war.
They built an elaborate tunnel system over 250 kilometers in total length. There were three levels. The third and deepest level was only used for protection during bombings. They built eating areas, hospital areas and living areas all underground and all hand dug.
The tunnels are very small. Our guide of average Vietnamese size would lead us into a dark tunnel and scurry off much faster than we were able to go, leaving us in the dark to wrestle with our emotions as we felt our way through the hot, humid tunnel. We squatted, waddled and eventually crawled to get through the tunnels, and the tunnels have been enlarged for the tourists. If they hadn't been, I'd probably still be stuck in the first tunnel.
On the way back to the hotel our driver got lost. We wandered down several dirt roads and stopped several times to ask for directions. We saw many interesting sights in the countryside, cows, duck farms, water buffalo and an old gas pump with a glass cylinder and predispensed gas available for sale in Pepsi bottles. The visit to the Cu Chi tunnels was a highlight of the trip!
We are going home! It has been a grand two weeks. We began the morning with a 6:00 AM wake-up call, luggage to be out the door by 6:30 AM.
Steve Blakeslee and I have picked up three new bags between us, therefore packing was easy. We loaded silk, wood, balls, boxes, dolls and pajamas for grandma away. Breakfast was toast and juice with pineapple, watermelon and dragon fruit on the side. After the raw egg yesterday, omelets offered no appeal.
On the way to the bus, we got our group picture taken in the square in front of the hotel. Sunglasses, post cards, fans, and our now children friends were present. We quickly have lost the awe of the peddlers that press us every time we leave the hotel. During the bus ride Paul sang a song he wrote along with a song written by Craig Bennion.
When we arrived at the airport we waited in a line, then another, then another. Just before we boarded there was a page "Owen Chackson". Finally, they came and got Chuck. He made it on the plane, thank goodness. The plane change in Hong Kong was a quick one and we are now on our way to L.A.
July 10, 1998 - A note from Pete
I just finished reading your journal entries. I'd like to add a brief note. It was great fun to read what impressed the various correspondents on their assigned day. I'm sure that each of you reacted as I did - "I wish he (or she) had something about __X__ on that day, I really enjoyed that." It is interesting to me how differently we all react to the same experience and how varied the individual adventures are that you sought out during the trip.
It was a very successful trip, from my standpoint, because it appears that one of my major goals was realized. Each of the writers seemed to have enjoyed the people they met (except for the Bus Nazi), respected the cultures we visited. While it was nice to hear that some of the visits had an impact on you, it was most gratifying for me to read that you liked the Asian people we met. I must admit that my life has been enriched and my views broadened by my trips to Asia.
I would also like you to know how much I enjoyed travelling with you - both as a group and as individuals. I appreciate your kindness to me, your patience with me, and your good humor when things didn't go exactly as planned. I'm glad we didn't lose any of you on the subway!
I would also like to thank Robyn for the wonderful job she did, both for making the physical arrangements and managing our travel during the trip. You have no idea how much she smoothed the way for us. This was by far the best managed FBE trip I have taken.
Finally, thanks to Craig for the web page. Ivan should be asked to provide the picture he took of the faculty with Godzilla in Tokyo. It is an interesting picture because we are much bigger than Godzilla. The camera must have matched our intellectual stature to Godzilla's physical size in order to give the picture a pleasing scale. The Japanese are so clever about developing new photographic innovations!
Miscellaneous Events
Two songs by Professor Godfrey:
sung at the Great Wall (to the tune of Beverly Hillbillies)
Come and listen to my story 'bout a prof named Pete
A poor economist, barely stood upon his feet
And then one day, he thought "Life could be finer"
So he packed up his bags and went off to China
Beijing that is . . . Silk Alley, bargaining.-
sung in Vietnam (to the tune of the Brady Bunch)
Tis a story, of a guide named Johnny, who thought that he
was really cool.
Till he took around some BYU EMBA's, who thought he was a
fool.
On their first trip into the city, he talked of gambling of
booze and concubines.
But the good folk from BYU knew, this was a wicked
whine.
After a couple days, it was apparent, yes, they knew it was
much more than a hunch.
Oh Johnny he really wanted to make them a degraded
bunch.
Degraded bunch, degraded bunch, he tried to make them a
degraded bunch!
On the bus program, last day in Beijing, narrated by John Reim (whole bus sings background music bass line (a-whim-a-way) from Lion Sleeps Tonight):
"On behalf of our hostess, Shiu Yong, better known as Grace of Super G to her friends, we welcome you to Mr. Wong's traveling day club. We have a real treat for you this morning. Please welcome Brian Hendricks and the E-M-B-As!-
Brian sings "Lion Sleeps Tonight"
"Now for your listening enjoyment, let me introduce Miss Shiu Yong.-
Grace sang a traditional Chinese folk song about friends parting.
"Now for you listening pleasure, please welcome once again Brain Hendricks"-
Brian sang a tribute to Grace - See entry 5/30/98 for words. We presented Grace with a Jazz baseball cap.
Background: bass line to Lion Sleeps Tonight (whole bus sings a-whim-a-way line):
It's been a pleasure to be with you this morning. We have a couple of people we want to thank for this experience.
First, let's give a hand to Pete, Ivan, Paul, and Robyn. We wouldn't be here without them.
Next, our appreciation to Mr. Wong, second best bus driver in all of China and operator of this fine establishment. For helping us see Beijing and parts of China no other American has seen.
Finally, a warm round of applause for Super G, the best tour guide in all of China and a real pearl of the Orient.
This is John Reim, voice of Brian Hendricks and the E-M-B-As wishing you a safe journey.
Peace and posterity. Thank you!
Other Stuff
Tune: Jacob and Sons - Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat
Way, way back not so long ago
66 people who each other didn't know
Now 26 are together at the last,
Traveling with Pete and having a blast.
Chorus:
Pete Clarke, Pete and his class
Traveling through Asia furious and fast
Pete Clarke, Pete and his class
Traveling through Asia and having a blast.
First they studied the economies
Or each land that they'd travel to see.
Then they reported on what they had learned
And now it was time to get on the plane.
Chorus
Pete, Ivan, Paul, Robyn lead the group
They had 22 students in tow
There was Lisa, Chuck, Steve, Craig, Lyle and John
Tim, Tyler, David, Rich, Steve and Jack
Brian, Craig, Paul, Dennis, Trent and Jack
And Mike and Mike and Mike and Mike and Mike and...
Chorus
Pete Clarke, Pete Clarke, Pete and his class
Songs started but not performed
To "Canaan Days" from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor
Dream Coat
Brian Hendricks' words (this came about after our "Little
John" experience)
Do you remember those good days in Beijing
The vendors were ever so bold
The streets were all covered with bikers
The bus rides never got old
It's funny but since we lost Xi Juan
We've gone to the other extreme
No good deals to find right now
We just say cheapa any how
I even find I'm missing Beijing taxi's
Those Beijing days we used to know
Where have they gone
Where did they go
Boo Yau raise your beret
To those Beijing days.
Dennis Dalling
Tune: "Breakfast at Tiffany's"
You'll say that the Asia trip is over this wonderful trip
is over, and you have no more money
You'll say that you will never come back unless you become
an ex-pat, and make a ton of money.
And I say what about breakfast in Hong Kong and that
incredible seventy-dollar hair cut?
And what about Grace in Beijing, China and those beautiful
kids in Vietnam?
You'll say that you've spent a lot of money and everything
you bought was phoney, especially from Silk Alley.
You'll say that the trip was too long and you've converted
too much Dong and nobody will take it back.
And I say what about breakfast in Vietnam and the two dollar
chap t-shirts?
And what about those crazy motorcycle drivers and their four
to five passenger families?
THUAN AN DEAF AND DUMB CENTER
3/24/2000
Note: The school we visited is the THUAN AN DEAF AND DUMB
CENTER located in a small village in Binh Duong Province,
Cho Bun Ward. Mailing address (as I received it - I would
guess Vietnam needs to be added at the end):
THUAN AN DEAF AND DUMB CENTER
TINH SONG BE
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