Build a Bridge, in 14 days

This is another amazing journey in my life.
2011.Dec.20 to 2012.Jan.05 is another remarkable period I would always share with everyone I encountered from now on....

.....To plan, organise, and construct a bridge in the remote village called Mixia in Yunnan, China.

And with 14 days of effort, the bridge is finally there.

The past 4 months' time was a complete nightmare - to plan the logistics, liaise with various internal and external parties, attend long and short meetings, select & assign role/responsibility to each team members, organise necessary courses to equip everyone, go to pre-trips, draft documentations and necessary promotional & PR stuff... and that's all I had to worry about with my core team buddies...

(surprisingly not the hard core design!! sorry i'm JUST a geologist not an engineer...)

i just cannot recalled how i could deal with all these alongside with my real jobsss on hand...

but it's a great satisfaction to dirty our hands, to start everything from scratch, and finally the real bridge is just in front of you...

2011.Dec.6

2012.Jan.4

The greatest thing is... to have a great, awesome team - my core team buddies, esp fc and kc, who worked night and day just for the trip (they both were much too tired than myself); the main team which we didn't really 'select' but turn out to be a mighty one as each of them have their strengths and contributed to the smooth construction; the funny but serious students from KMUST whom are so helpful throughout the period; the 3 students from CUHK/HKUST which gives a great helping hand (esp Vincent!!)... most importantly, the locals, without them we didn't have great food, shelter and manpower to complete the bridge in two weeks' time.

and for my personal gain...?
first of all, is the technical bits of putting the anchor to the right rockmass with the right orientation, and checking of workmanship as well... a mistakes that i've made but good lesson learnt (luckily it didn't become a great disaster...);
another i should say is the experience living in a remote village with very primitive living essentials, in which I found that we can be so adaptive in every environment we live in;
and what i treasure most - the relationship with the villagers (esp 'ah pi' [=grandmum in Hani dialect] and the young chefs cooking for us). I just started to cry on the 2nd last day in the village... I miss them so much.

The journey comes to an end and it's for me to move on - as this will gradually become a quick snapshot in my life, but a highlight that have a great impact on my way forward.

i'm so blessed to have such a wonderful journey
:)