There is a glasses store a couple of blocks from my house. A few weeks ago one of the nose guards came off of these same glasses and I had it replaced there. I am not very impressed with my new frames. I have had them about 8 months and have already had two things go wrong. I am just happy I was wearing a shirt with a pocket when the glasses failed. If I had them stuck in my t-shirt collar I am sure the lens would have been lost.
I got a call from a couple of colleagues. They invited me to meet them at CoCo Park for some air conditioning and ice cream. As soon as they
said, a/c I was out the door. I walked the six blocks to the bus stop and boarded bus number 73. Soon I was there. I was a little early so I walked around inside of the mall and window shopped. There was a book store, but I didn’t go in so I don’t know if they have anything in English.
Speaking of books, I joined a group that meets irregularly to exchange foreign language books. There are only 30 people in the group, and I don’t know what foreign languages they read, or what kinds of books they like. It may be a waste of time if they have romance novels in Italian, or similar non-matches to my tastes. But in theory it sounds like a good idea. If I can accumulate 15 or so books, I’ll attend the next meeting.
We met at Coldstone Creamery. I think I have seen these in the USA, but have never been in one. Their claim to fame is they mix their ice cream with various other things on a cold stone surface. I ordered a cup of mint. The kid scooped it out and threw it on the cold
stone. Then he mixed in broken up waffle cones and some crumbled Oreo cookies. Using special spoons, he rolled everything into a ball and put it in my cup. It was very expensive, 24 yuan (about $3.50 USD).
Outside there was a half pipe and Chinese kids were rollerblading and riding their bikes on it while rap music with really vile lyrics blared from an amplifier behind. I guess no one could understand the lyrics.
The Chinese riders didn’t use helmets or knee pads. I saw one kid hurt himself when his bike wiped out. But he was able to pick himself you and ride his bike off the half pipe. Actually, none of them was very good, even to my untrained eye. I got a few pics.
I heard nothing about the wedding tomorrow. I guess I’ll play it by ear. And given my record for know what’s going on around me, I won’t be surprised it it is not even tomorrow.