kids & apples & the gift of pain
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Today was a warm day – what am I saying – a hot day! So hot indeed I first took off my jacket, then my sweater, then my shirt, and at some point around noon I was laying down taking a siesta under an apple tree, trying to get a tan. As sexy as bearded smelly men can get!
But before that, I had to make it out of the little village I was staying at:
I had to walk past the apple trees and the peach trees:
I cut through on a path like this once, but it only led to confusion and the siesta.
During the rest of the day, I just stuck to the road:
People seemed very friendly and outgoing here. I had a fun time with some folks in a little village:
They asked many questions, and they were into apples:
I too received my share of apples as a friendly gift.
Then I saw my first blossoming tree this year:
Hundreds of humming honeybees bathing in the sweet scent of summer. How can I describe it?
I got back on the highway after a while:
And it was on the roadside next to the highway that I found this beauty:
Remember I had shown you a party-vehicle just like this one on New Year’s Day (more than numbers)?
Well, I think this mother is even more awe-abiding than that one.
Oh, and here’s another awe-abiding thing:
Can anybody tell me what this character is supposed to mean? WTF, this is like a 50+ stroke monster – it just can’t be real, for Confucius’ sake!
Hehe, I’m thinking, maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I just haven’t done enough of what this little friend is doing:
Or this one:
Well, I always have an excuse: I am a grown-up. I don’t have time to look at books. I have to take pictures:
And more pictures:
And more pictures:
Sometimes I even take pictures of pictures:
And given that sometimes I can make out the characters, I just might take a picture of the writing on the wall if I feel like it:
“dangerous area – keep your distance! ๆญคๅฐๅฑ้ฉ-่กไบบ่ฟ็ฆป!”
Little did I know that the real “dangerous area” was in fact not anywhere near this wall. Not even close.
It was here, right in the place I was planning on staying for the night:
See, I hadn’t even taken notice of the fact that my hotel for the night was equipped with a professional massage parlor (not the funny kind with the flashy lights and the soft carpets), but then the manager thought I looked so miserable when I walked in that he decided to treat me to a nice traditional foot massage.
Pain.
Regine Bonfert
Lieber Christoph,
du machst wunderbare Fotos, die von den Kindern sind diesmal besonders schön. Toll, dass deine Füße jetzt wieder mitmachen. Inzwischen hast du schon mehr als ein Zehntel deiner Strecke nach Bad Nenndorf geschafft.
Keep on walking! RB
wuhsi
hey sipf,
schön das Deine gute Laune wieder kommt! Hier bei uns ist es zurzeit eine Katastrophe, der erste Schnee dieses Jahr!!! Wenn das Wetter bei Dir morgen auch so toll ist, dann mach doch mal ein Video, wie Du trällernd Richtung Heimat hoppelst.
Einen Guten Tag noch,
aber eins noch: kann es sein, das die nette Masseuse ein wenig skeptisch beim Anblick Deiner schrumpligen Füße dreinblickt?
wuhsi
Marc
Hey Wuh,
ich denke die Füsse sind nicht das einzige schrumplige !!! ๐
Sipf: Gut zu sehen das es Dir besser geht….
kev
this character๏ผ
่ฟไธชๅญ่ฏปไฝ“biang(1)”ใ
ๅ่๏ผ
http://baike.baidu.com/view/111654.htm http://iask.sina.com.cn/b/10895131.html?SHID=1205…
Birgit
Lieber Christoph,
wirklich schöne Bilder- sagmal bekommst Du irgendetwas von den Unruhen in Tibet mit ? wahrscheinlich nicht- ist ja eine andere Welt…
Becci
oohhh, die beiden kleinen jungs sind soooo niedlich!
Christoph
Regine Bonfert: Hehe, die 15.000km sind auch nur grob geschätzt!
wuhsi: Ok, ich mach die Tage mal ein Video.
Marc: Zurück zum alten hämischen Tonfall? ๐
kev: ้ฃไธชไธๆฏๆฑๅญ๏ผ่ๆฏไปไปฌๅ ฌๅธ่ชๅทฑ็ผ็ๅง๏ผ
Birgit: Kriege hier wenig mit.
Becci: Ja, ne?
kev
Biang๏ผ่ฏป็ฌฌไบๅฃฐ๏ผ่ฑกๅฃฐ่ฏ๏ผไธไธบไธญๅฝๅฎๆน่ฎคๅฏๆฑๅญ๏ผใๅบท็ๅญๅ ธใ้ๆๆถๅฝใ
ๅ ถ่ฏป้ณๆฑ่ฏญไธญๆ ๏ผไน่ฑกๅฃฐ่ฏ๏ผ่ฐ็จๅๆฏ้ขไธญ้ขๆกๅปๆๆกๆฟไนๅฃฐใ
ๅ่๏ผhttp://baike.baidu.com/view/111654.htm
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ๆไปฅ่ฏด๏ผ่ฟไธชๅญไธๆฏไปไปฌ็็ฌๅ๏ผ่็ฎๆฏไธ็งๆๅฐๆน็น่ฒ็ๆฐไฟ๏ผๅฝ็ถๅฆ๏ผๅฎๆฏๆฑๅญใ
ๅ ถๅฎ่ฏด่ตทๆฅ๏ผไธญๅฝไธๅ็็ไปฝ๏ผ้ฝๆ่ชๅทฑ็ๆน่จ๏ผ็ธๅบๅฐ๏ผๅฐฑไผๆๅๆน่จๅฏนๅบ็ๆๅญ๏ผๅฝ็ถๅฆ๏ผ่ฟ่ฟๆฏๆฑๅญ๏ผไฝๅฎๅชๅจๅฝๅฐ่ๅดๅ ๆๆๅบ็จ๏ผๅฐไบๅ ถไปๆน่จ็ปๆฒป็ๅฐๅบ๏ผๅฐฑๆฒกไบบ็จไบ๏ผใๅ่ฟไธชBiangๅญ๏ผๅฐฑๆฏ้่ฅฟ่ฏไธญๆๆ็๏ผๅ ถไปๅฐๆน็ๆน่จๆฒกๆ่ฟไธช้ณ๏ผไนๆฒกๆ่ฟไธชๅญใๆฏๅฆๅไบฌใ่พฝๅฎใๆตๆฑใๅนฟไธใๅๅท็ญๅฐ๏ผไน้ฝๆๅ่ช็ๆน่จ๏ผไนๆ็ธๅฏนๅบ็ๆๅญ๏ผๅฐคๅ ถๆฏๅนฟไธใ็ฒค่ฏญๅฝไธญๆๅพๅคๅญๅชๅจๅฝๅฐๆ้่ก๏ผไนๅชๆๅฝๅฐไบบๆ่ฎค่ฏใ
่ฟไบไนๆฏๆ็ไธชไบบ็่งฃ๏ผไธ่ฟๆๆณๅบ่ฏฅๆฒก่ฏด้๏ผ๏ผๅธๆๆฒกๆๆไฝ ่ฏด็ณๆถโฆโฆ
Steven
ๅพๅคๅจๅนฟไธๆดป้้ข็็จๅญ, ๅฝ่ฏญ้้ขๆฏๅฎๅ จๆฒกๆ็!
Christoph
kev & steven: ็ฑปไผผไบไปไปฌ่ฟ็่ฎบไธไผ่ฏด“ไฟบ”๏ผ ๅฏนๅง๏ผๅฐฑๆฏไธ็งๆน่จใๅๆญฃ้ฃไธชbiangๅญ่ฟๆฏๅคชๅฏๆไบๅง๏ผ้ฃไธชๆๅคๅฐไธช็ฌ็ป๏ผ๏ผ
Rindy
้ฃ้้ขๆฏไธๅฐ็ขไธๅฐ็ข็, ไธๅฃไธ็ข
Christoph
้ฃ้้ข็ธๅฝๆๆ๏ผ๏ผ
david lee
้ฃไธคไธชๅญๅซbiangbiang๏ผๆฎ่ฏดๆฏไธญๅฝๆฑๅญ็ฌ็ปๆๅค็ไธคไธช๏ผ่ฟๆไธไธช้กบๅฃๆบ๏ผไธๆฌกๅฏผๆธธ่ฏด่ฟ๏ผๅคช้ฟไบไธ่ฎฐๅพไบ๏ผๅตๅต
kev
โbiangโๅญๆฏไธญๅฝ็ฌ็ปๆๅค็ๅญ๏ผ่พพ52็ปใ
ๆฅๆบ๏ผhttp://baike.baidu.com/view/111654.htm
ไฝ ่ฏดๅพๅฏนใโไฟบโไนๆฏๆน่จ๏ผไธ่ฟ่ฟไธช็งฐๅผ็้็จ่ๅดๆฏ่พๅนฟ๏ผๅๅฐไธๅ๏ผๅๅฐๆฒณๅใ๏ผไธ่ณๅฑฑไธ๏ผ่ฅฟ่ณ็่๏ผ้ฝๆไบบ็จ่ฟไธชๅญๆฅ็งฐๅผ่ชๅทฑใไธ่ฟ๏ผโไฟบโๅจๅๆๅฐๅบ็จ็ๆฏ่พๅค๏ผๅๅธ้ไธ่ฌ้ฝ่ฏดโๆโใ
ๆไปฅ่ฏด๏ผโไฟบโ่ฟไธชๅญๅฏไปฅ็กฎๅฎไธไธชไบบ็็ๆดปๅฐๅบ:)
ๅฆๅค๏ผๆ่ฎฐๅพไฝ ๅจ่ฟ็ฏๆฅๅฟไนๅ๏ผ่ดด่ฟไธๅผ ็ ง็๏ผไธๅคง็ขๅฎฝ้ขๆกใ่ฟไธชไธ่ฅฟๅบ่ฏฅๅฐฑๆฏๅซๅโbiangbiang้ขโใ
Christoph
david lee & kev: ๆๅฎณๆ้ฃไธชbiangๅญ๏ผไธ่ฟๅๆญฃ้ฃไธช้ข้ฃๆ่ฟๆฏ่ฆๅๅ๏ผใใใๆ้ขๆกๅๅ ไบๅฏไปฅ่ฏด็ญไบๅพๆไบbiangๅญ๏ผ
kev
Christoph :
ๆๆณๅบ่ฏฅๆฏๅง~ๆ่งๅพ่ฅฟๆนไบบๅญฆๆฑๅญๆบ้พ็๏ผๅ ไธบไฝ ไปฌ็ๆฏ่ฏญ้ฝๆฏๅญๆฏใ
ๅฐฑๅๆ็ๅฐๆฅๆไธๆ ท๏ผๆปก็ผ้ฝๆฏ้ฌผ็ป็ฌฆ……