“We live in China…”

Sing with Luke…

 

I’m not sure what made Luke begin singing this as we scootered down the road, but it could have been any one of these reminders that we see on a daily basis.

 

Over-loaded vehicles:

uh, at least we still wear helmets.

At least we still wear helmets.

 

 

Cleaning supplies, anyone?

Cleaning supplies, anyone?

 

Somewhere in here, there is a bike hauling styrofoam to be recycled.

Somewhere under there is a bike hauling styrofoam to be recycled.

 

It is slightly amazing. Like an art form.

It is slightly amazing. Like an art form.

 

 

Shanghainese locals:

Gathered around an intense game of cards...

Gathered around an intense game of cards…

 

Practicing martial arts...

Practicing martial arts…

 

Fishing with hand-made net contraptions.

Fishing with large homemade nets…

 

and baskets.

..or baskets.

 

And those that you know have a story to tell.

And those that you know have a story to tell.

 

 

Confusion over whether it should be a pet or food:

This same photo could be taken in a local pet market or local food market.

This same photo could be taken in a local pet market or local food market.

 

Routine sale at any intersection. Turtle soup, anyone?

Routine sale at any intersection…for turtle soup.

 

I say neither pet nor food.

 

 

 

Yes, we may live in China, but even at the young age of 4, Luke knows where he is from. I found this random note…

“I was born in USA”

 

 

32 days and counting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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