A few weeks ago, we headed to Hankou to search for some athletic shoes for Trevor. None of the stores we tried carried shoes big enough, but on the upside, we found a nice Starbucks and also spotted this talented sidewalk artist working on a Mona Lisa:
Then last Saturday, I helped Michelle, a fellow Zhong Relations member, go to the music store area in Wuchang to find a piano to purchase. I think of my brother Zach every time I see this statue near the music conservatory (notice the monks passing by on the left...):
With the translating help of our wonderful Chinese friend named Watermelon, Michelle's lengthy search had a happy ending. She found a piano she liked at a used piano shop hidden within the conservatory's gates. The shop even agreed to deliver it to her apartment at the university the next day. After all was settled with the piano deal, we perused the lunch options at the nearby snack street. I couldn't find anything that could beat a granola bar, but here's Michelle with her octopus on a stick. "A little spicy," she reported.This week on Thanksgiving day, Trevor and I both had to teach in the morning, but found ourselves surprisingly free for the rest of the day--quite rare for both our schedules! Feeling adventurous, we decided to ride the bus about 30 minutes to the metro station, then take the metro all the way to its last stop on the line. Thanks to Trevor's skills reading our Chinese map of Wuhan, he found Dijiao Park just off the last stop. It was a beautiful autumn day and this park was definitely worth the trip:
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| Beware of leaning bamboo... |
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| It was so nice to see some fall leaves in Wuhan! |
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| Sadly, the swan boats weren't open for a cruise around the lake. |































