Sunday, April 26, 2009
Sunday in the Park
This morning, I arose to a spring sun; nascent but continually gaining strength. It beckoned me out of my world of sleep and dreams, taking me by the hand and leading me into the day ahead.
We traveled from the most southern point of Shanghai maps to the most northern, to a large park on the outskirts of the city. As with most things in China, its reality evaded any expectations. This time the reality happened to be pleasant surprise.
All joking aside, the Pirate Ship and Top Buzz were the highlights of the trip.
Shrills emanating from swaying of the Pirate Ship.
We were all a little afraid of this ride. Jokes of losing life or limb were attached to a sinister reality in the backs of our minds. My face says it all . . .
The ride technician.
The end of the ride. With our lives and limbs still in tact, we each walked off the ride platform with a new clarity and purpose for our lives. Nothing like a Chinese carnival ride to remind us of the frangible nature of life; prompting the realization of new hopes, new dreams.
We walked through a forest!! Yes, living in Shanghai, this is big news.
The "panoramic"view of the Huangpu River.
This was both irresistibly adorable and devastatingly dismal. What will happen to you, little ducky?
We traveled from the most southern point of Shanghai maps to the most northern, to a large park on the outskirts of the city. As with most things in China, its reality evaded any expectations. This time the reality happened to be pleasant surprise.
All joking aside, the Pirate Ship and Top Buzz were the highlights of the trip.
Shrills emanating from swaying of the Pirate Ship.
We were all a little afraid of this ride. Jokes of losing life or limb were attached to a sinister reality in the backs of our minds. My face says it all . . .
The ride technician.
The end of the ride. With our lives and limbs still in tact, we each walked off the ride platform with a new clarity and purpose for our lives. Nothing like a Chinese carnival ride to remind us of the frangible nature of life; prompting the realization of new hopes, new dreams.
We walked through a forest!! Yes, living in Shanghai, this is big news.
The "panoramic"view of the Huangpu River.
This was both irresistibly adorable and devastatingly dismal. What will happen to you, little ducky?
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Bike Polo: Round 2
The entertainment.
Home-made mallets. Thank the good broomstick that sacrificed itself . . .
Keeping things organized. Kind of.
Yay! Christine came out to play!
Battle scars . . .
Right after I scored a goal for the women's team and said, "Oh, did that go in?!?!"
Making history: First women's team ever in Shanghai Bike Polo League. Rebecca, Ella, Christine.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
When Bamboo, Metal, and Flesh Collide: Bike Polo
The security guard wanted to take our goal markers. Bu hao!
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