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China, September 2005
Day 10
This particular morning we got up and left the house at 6:15 a.m. and
took a taxi to a large park.
The park is packed and busy with thousands of people doing group
exercises, no fees, just join in. People were jogging, walking,
doing calisthenics, tai-chi, kung fu, kung fu with swords or fans, fan
dancing (not the burlesque kind), ball room dancing, tap dancing,
aerobics, on the monkey bars and on the public exercise equipment.
The funniest thing we saw was an old man exercising by pushing his
wheelchair about. When we'd seen just about everything and the
noise and heat became too much, we took a long hot walk to the nearest
Metro, rewarded ourselves with a Suntory Litchi flavored
"Gatorade" and a coffee float and went back to the
apartment.
Poobie had started to feel a little stomach cramping and some body
aches, so once we got back at around 10:30 a.m., he tried to take a
nap. We also drank a quart of yogurt to put his system back in
line. When lunchtime rolled around, my mom made noodles and Poobie went
to the Cafe Tima Harbor and got himself a club sandwich on wheat
bread. I got myself a slice of cheesecake.
In the late afternoon, the sky fell down. It got almost as dark
as night and then the lightning started in the distance. We were so high
up in the apartment (30th floor) that it seemed as if the lightning was
cracking right before our eyes. For a while, Bean took a chair out
to the balcony to observe the storm, but then the winds got too high and
I called him inside. Then he decided to go down to street level
and observe. We went downstairs to watch buckets and buckets of
water rain down. Poobie even went out to the street and got
soaked.
That night we ate dinner across the street from our apartment at a
fancy restaurant. We were not dressed exactly right, but they gave
us a table anyway and my mom finally got to eat the fancy little
Shanghai snacks that she had craved the entire time. Casey said
that dinner was the only one we went to where we weren't hot and sticky
before we arrived.
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| Another fine start to the day with Egg Crepes. This
photo was taken just outside the park that we explored first
thing in the morning. |
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| Despite the appearance, it's not dancing, it's a martial art. |
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| And the prize for the ultimate-splits champion goes to.... |
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| Poobie taking his ease among a bunch of geriatric exercisers.
It was still early but the heat and humidity was really taking
its toll. |
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| The jasmine seller we encountered on our very, very long
walk from the park back to the metro station. This is one
of Poobies favorite photos. |
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| What irony...a life insurance company advertisement before
a sign telling you not to jump into the metro tunnel. |
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Hey! Anyone see the guy who threw all that water?
Poobie was only out in the storm for about 20 seconds. |
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| A different kind of rice crispy...this photo was taken at
our last dinner of the entire trip. It was the first time
we didn't show up to the restaurant hot, sticky, and sweaty
since it was so close the apartment and the storm had cooled the
city considerably. |
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