tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33674986.post6824635838883668899..comments2023-03-21T16:42:23.343+08:00Comments on Rocket to China: I am not a tourist – I live hereAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09655357030150720086noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33674986.post-22331757908839782172007-04-19T21:05:00.000+08:002007-04-19T21:05:00.000+08:00I sure hope I am able to visit and if so, you can ...I sure hope I am able to visit and if so, you can definitely take me to the Summer Palace.<BR/>On the dance picture from the mountain, I have a vague recollection of one of the moves pictured from my WSU ballroom dance class as being part of the cha-cha. Last fall DH (dear husband) and I learned it as part of the shag when we briefly exposed ourselves to a favourite Abbotsford activity, ballroom dance lessons. It seems to be a versatile move! We miss you, too, and are looking forward to all the fun listening to you recount them when you return.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33674986.post-23009785782220407702007-04-17T07:48:00.000+08:002007-04-17T07:48:00.000+08:00And on a more personal note... it may not be obvio...And on a more personal note... it may not be obvious from my writings here, but sometimes I do feel kind of alone, off in a land far distant from family and friends. I like my coworkers, but you can't always hang around in the evenings and on weekends with the same people you work with all day. But then I have a day like Saturday at the Summer Palace and realize how lucky I am to be here. And then I have a night like last night where I write about it, and I get the lucky feeling again.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09655357030150720086noreply@blogger.com