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MARCH 27th, 2008
Yesterday we went to the French Wal-Mart. It was quite an experience. It is all underground 3 stories. To get to the different levels you take your shopping carts up and down flat escalators, like our moving sidewalks. Here is where you really get to experience the pushing. Everyone in China seems to be in a hurry, especially cars. I'm sure you've heard their reputation on driving. I can't believe we've only seen one accident, when we've nearly been in... well, I lost count. The bigger you are the more right of way you seem to have, but that isn't always true. I wonder what our bus drivers think as we "ahhhh" in the back seat. They love their horns! But it isn't like in the states, when we have road rage and angrily slam the horn. Here it means hey, just want you to know I'm in a hurry and comin' at ya. I noticed today coming back in a cab, that in front of the entrance to the hotel is a no horn sign.

Anyway, back to the Wal-Mart, we looked and looked for napkins or paper towels and couldn't find any; you know we needed them for the restaurants that don't give them to you. We went to another restaurant last night on the river with no napkins. The irony is, they are nice restaurants. Many of their bathrooms don't have toilet paper or paper towels in them, or toilets for that matter! They have what we call the squat potties, basically a hole in the ground. I digress, so at the store they have all kinds of just raw meat laying on tables of ice. I saw one lady with a hunk of red, raw something in her hand and she just set it down right in the bottom of the cart, no bag, tray, nothing. There were tables of "fresh" octopus and various sea creatures and dried eel, starfish, etc.

Fresh? For Sale

Dried? And Yes, That Is To Eat

Steve says once is enough, for that experience. That afternoon we went back out to do some more paperwork and had our baby's visa picture taken.

This morning May Lee woke up with a smile, she warms my heart. The morning after we got her Coleman came in the room and he layed on the bed beside her and she just beamed. When the kids leave the room she looks around for them. They take turns holding her and feeding her. Graham loves to carry her around, May Lee loves it, too. It is so neat to see how she is blossoming. I've tried to get some of her smiles on camera, but we haven't taught her how to perform for the camera yet.

Today we went to Yun Tai Gardens. It was absolutely beautiful!

Yun Tai Garden

It is the year of the rat, so that's what all the mice are for...

Yun Tai Garden Mouse Clock
Made of Flowers and Actually Works

IF you don't know about the split pants it is very common here - easy access. In the bus today I actually saw a woman holding her maybe 4 year old son over a trash can, legs up to ears going to the bathroom. His split pants must have been dirty that day, because she just took 'em clear off!

A Little Booty Shot!

There actually is a guy between all those boxes...

Delivery!

... It is very common to see guys delivering various items piled high on carts and bicycles.

We've seen several couples getting wedding pictures on the island, here this was at the Gardens; I got a kick when this beautiful, elegant bride-to-be hiked up her dress. I love Lou's reaction, too!

These Boots Are Made For Walkin'

Well, this afternoon our family took a cab to the Pearl Market area. We were there for over 3 hours and didn't see ONE Caucasian anywhere! And I thought we got stares before! The funniest was the women laughing when Steve was feeding May Lee her bottle - A MAN FEEDING A BABY! Well, we've had a great day! May Lee seemed happier today and slept well last night, we're hoping for another good night.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Many thanks to
Michael Miller

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