As lovely as the park was with spring at its fingertips, the water in the man made lake was grubby and sludgy and cold to say the least. I was shocked to see a swimmer moving from the shore to a nearby island. "Ew", I thought, with my face all tightened up as though I had just eaten a lemon. I couldn't imagine swimming in that dirty water on a warm day, let alone on a day when everyone else was wearing coats to keep warm.
It turns out there were quite a few swimmers that morning, all men and all in speedos. I hope they didn't swallow any water.
We also happened upon an older man playing a traditional Chinese string instrument. The instrument makes a sweet, melancholy sound, similar to the violin with a bit more "twang".
At the lake with the beginning buds of spring, my three oldest children and I embraced our last moments in China exploring and laughing together. 
3 comments:
Kim your blogs are the best. Looks like so much fun.
Nagoya Mama
I like the speedo man.
Those people are CRAZY!! I bet if they came to visit Utah, the first thing they would want to do is take a dip in the Great Salt Lake. Cozy up with all the gnats and brine shrimp. Yuck. To each his own, I guess.
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