I am sitting here in an apartment in the Tribeca area of the Big Apple & listening to the hustle and bustle of the city just outside the window. This really is a city that doesn't sleep (OK, maybe it just doses off in the wee hours of the morning). The background noise of traffic, and occasionally the muffled rumble of the subway can be heard most hours of the day (& night).
The smell of the city is also unmistakable - a mixture of exhaust fumes, a touch of sewage, & in the Chinatown area, the raw smell of fresh meat & seafood.
I have sticker shock and am appalled at the escalated cost of everyday essentials compared to a year ago. Maybe I've been in China too long. Food prices especially are exorbitant. A typical meal for our family of four costs twice or even three times more than what it would have in China.
I am looking forward to our road trip up to Rhode Island & Massachusetts, especially Cape Cod. I miss the beach & the ocean, living in land-locked Beijing. Will try to post pictures as we go along...
The occasional musings of a mother/wife/physician/citizen of the world - it will be updated as and when inspired to do so....please keep tuning in.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
No more
RIP Michael Jackson. May you find peace. Finally.
RIP Farrah Fawcett. You fought a brave battle.
RIP Farrah Fawcett. You fought a brave battle.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Prelude
It’s been quiet around the house the last couple of days. Both boys are away on school trips and A & I are experiencing a prelude of what our empty nest will feel like in a few years.
I like the quiet. And it’s a whole lot easier planning meals for two (i.e. a lot of eating out!) than for four.
But it feels weird though, this emptiness. Disquieting. A disquieting quietness, how poetic. My mind can’t help but wonder how they’re doing, are they enjoying themselves, what kinds of meals are they having.
I don’t think I like it much.
I like the quiet. And it’s a whole lot easier planning meals for two (i.e. a lot of eating out!) than for four.
But it feels weird though, this emptiness. Disquieting. A disquieting quietness, how poetic. My mind can’t help but wonder how they’re doing, are they enjoying themselves, what kinds of meals are they having.
I don’t think I like it much.
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