The trip was no joke. Chengdu- Amsterdam- Paris. Not enough sleep, a lot of luggage. The hard part is the hand luggage, especially with two sleeping babies and no gate service for strollers in Paris (At least for internal flights. I don't know about interntional ones). We got to Paris at a time of day … Continue reading The parks in Paris. A real privilege.
Category: Multicultural Multilingual Mothering
Elevator ride
The 20 floor elevator rides up and down from our apartment can be quite the comedy. There is not much uneasy staring at the floors, not many stifled coughs or forced nods here. On our way out to play yesterday, a woman familiar to L and R knelt to stroke their hair and have a … Continue reading Elevator ride
Old Macdonald’s “E I E I O” inverted
Rahul sings the chorus "Ayi Ayi O". Ayi in Chinese means aunt. It is what he calls one of his most dear people xiao He, his nanny.
War-God
Yesterday we went to play in neighbouring housing complex. This is a high-end Chengdu neighborhood where mainly expatriates and very rich Chinese people live. We were running around a non-functional fountain, close to the playground when all of a sudden we heard dance music pumping loudly. The road is not far, so I figured it … Continue reading War-God
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