We’re in Guangzhou. And after stepping off the crowded, sleepy train early this morning (picture a mass of zombies, with rice bags and roller luggage), and walking this city from sunup to sundown, we think it’s the best in China (so far). Partly it’s the great weather today, partly the different food, partly the holiday atmosphere right now, but the city feels like it’d be a good one to live in year-round.
Owen did some walking today too, with assistance. He’s now mostly graduated to one-hand-only support. As evidenced by his facial expressions, this is both intensely difficult and absolutely hilarious, for unknown reasons. Between laughing, he also breathes out boo, booh, boo, which sounds a lot like 步，步，步, or “step, step, step.” This is funny for everyone. During one “walking break,” Owen was lucky to impress a nearby monk (monks are his favorite), who gave him two little oranges to grab with his one proudly-free hand. Since the little guy is not really capable of eating oranges (but tell that to Chinese people), Bayley and Tina ate them. So yes, at nine months old, Owen was exploited by his own mother in doing street performances in Guangzhou, China. Then again, we were already exploiting him to get people to want to read our lousy blog.