I moved back to the States from Italy in August of 2009. I thought it woudl probably be a good idea to get the kind of job that actually makes money, find a nice apartment, and start the American Dream of collecting piles of junk and children and normalness. However, God knew I wasn't ready for "normal". Now I wonder if I ever will be.
Anyhow, no money-making sorts of jobs were to be had. The U.S. was in the midst of the recession, and even pokey dead-end jobs weren't exactly being dropped in my lap. I began to think it a bad time to establish myself around here. And then, at a conference at my alma mater, I ran into some people who recruit American teachers for jobs in universities in China. They needed a few more to fill their requests for jobs beginning in the spring semester at the end of February. Well, I wasn't busy. A job that was perfect for my skills and actually used my college degree, or a barely-scraping-by job uncomfortably close to my hometown?
So, China, from February to December 2010. Why not?