Friday was fabulous. After such a miserable week filled with rain and some severe flooding in parts of China, this morning the sun decided to make an appearance. Sometimes people may take the sun for granted but when it is absent for a few days, we notice. The city seemed colorless. People seemed listless. Nothing seemed quite right. What a difference a day makes. As we woke this morning, both Amanda and I felt better. The sky was clean, bright, and blue. People were bustling about with an energy that had been lacking all week. At the risk of sounding cliche-ish, it was like the scene from the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy steps out of her house and first sets foot into OZ. Everything went from black and white into dazzling technicolor (we'd like to welcome you to Munchkin land). At first I thought it was just me. (Some of you may not be aware that I sometimes get carried away with things. I have a propensity for mental hyperbole.) But this time, that is not the case. I offer as proof a couple things: first how can I be exaggerating about the difference when it is November 7th and it is 70 degrees and sunny out? Secondly, I visited the park today and you should have seen the people. They were so alive and everywhere. Of course there were people line dancing (this must be one of the nation's favorite pastimes) but there was also a big group of people singing. Children were running to and fro, lovers were milling about. It was truly electric. I am so glad that the weather has improved. What a difference a day makes.
I visited a place called the flower and bird market. It was a really interesting place. I bet you can guess what they sell there. They also sell the same kind of wares that you would find at any street-market anywhere in the world. Knick-knacks galore, trinkets aplenty, and enough "designer" watches to turn the arms of half the population green. How I love the sights and sounds. People are never as interesting as when they are trying to get something for cheap.
- Frank
Don't knock the weather. If it didn't change once in a while, nine out of ten people couldn't start a conversation.
Kin Hubbard (1868 - 1930)
Frankie, your writing is poetry.
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Hello..We miss you guys so much but glad things are going well. Constance
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