Disclaimer: some of you may wonder what took me so long. Well, the $180 a pop for the visa for US citizens, for one thing. Even though Hong Kong is an official part of China, it's still an SAR (special administrative region) so you have to have a visa.
My friend and neighbor (and fellow Lutheran professor's spouse) Barbara L. was kind enough to take me across the border. Finally, I got a chance to take the train to Lo Wu all the way TO Lo Wu (this is the train we take almost every day, but get off at Tai Wai).
I did see a couple of weird things on the train to Lo Wu... like a middle aged man calmly paring and cleaning his nails with a box cutter. Yes, a box cutter!
|My friend and neighbor who "showed me the ropes", speaks a very decent Mandarin, AND knows what to order for dim sum!|
We eschewed the "boiled chives with pig's blood" and ordered "poached Western lettuce" instead. It was good! (Okay we ordered just a few other things too... like 5 other dishes, many of them shrimp/veggie/dumpling related, all of which were too scrumptious to stop and take a picture.)
So I'll end this little blog post with a blurry picture of Youngest Son, safely back from his trip to Beijing to visit his older brother... could be the picture is blurry because this Mama was unable to keep the camera still in my eagerness to hug the boy.
5 LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup;
you have made my lot secure.
6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.-- Psalm 16