Aging has not changed me that much. I have always loved to come home after a vacation. My own bed, bathroom, soap and night lite give me comfort after living away. For me it has always been so. But this time away was different somehow. For the first time in this lifetime of travel I have seen beneath the surface and it has left me grateful for what I have.
We returned to Tucson last night around midnight after 17 hours between Shanghai and Arizona. Seventeen hours is not that long but time really has no meaning when we are talking about two cultures born of different history. I have a hard time making my mind jump the gap.
I love China and all it has to offer. I love the juxtaposition of old with the new. They are in so many ways ahead of the United States and centuries behind at the same time. The lack of freedom to communicate with the outside world for most Chinese is screaming to be remedied while their ability to construct freeways, buildings and in fact whole communities of people is amazing.
|American Roller Skates come to China!|
|Henry (in the vest) living the dream!|
|Business with no Name....Henry's Dream come true!|
Just a thought.