Beijing Textures

Face Book

China really does block Facebook and Blogger. Not officially, but whatever. But we're back and I'm back to blogging. What to say? I wish I had a cargo trike. And the sky is like milky haze. People carry around birds in cages. And they line dance, everybody line dances. Or walzes. Grannies practice tai chi with swords. That's right: Grannies with swords. There are these little restaurants that fish for your dinner right out of the stream: It's that fresh. And ... and ... there is so much, just so much that is China. I was there, but I don't know where. And I only understand, "xie xie", "zao an", "fa piao", "nie hou" and the numbers "yi" to "yi ban". I don't understand, so I guess I can only start little by little to understand you, China. One person at a time. And your people are beautiful.

If you insist...

Jack's team did well in their soccer tournament this past weekend, which was held in San Diego, about a two hour drive from home. The Professor suggested we stay another night down this way, instead of driving home in the dark. So we did. For safety reasons only. Yeah, that's the ticket: Safety. Good thing we brought surfboards.

Did you get your free 7-11 Slurpee on 7/11, too?

Staying down this way occurs to a lot of people, who happen to have surfboards.

I like the way this guy just slams his protein powder for breakfast after climbing out of his pick-up truck shanty.

Thank you, Daddy.

P.S. Ready, Nic?

Where did June go?

Time flies when you're having fun! So fun is what we must have had!