This isn’t the rollarcoaster on which we almost died.
These are just some of the people who came over to watch us eat.
This is Fresca, moments after realizing that she’s thirty by the Chinese calendar.
These are some people who gathered to watch me write in Chinese. I know I could have drawn just as big a crowd by breathing or walking, but I wanted that Margerat Mead-in-Samoa feeling.
Not only were these girls sent over to sit on our laps for the photo, they also took candy from strangers.