I had spent the night in a trucker motel right next to the highway:
…and when I woke up, I could see what was on the “window blinds” in my room:
“Let’s take a look at how foreigners raise dogs. 看看老外怎么养狗。”
The author focused mainly on the USA, and seemed fascinated by all the different things many people go through when raising a pet: veterinary check-ups, vaccinations, puppy school, special nutrition, electronic collar tags, and so on. “Buying a dog means buying responsibility” – I couldn’t have agreed more.
I had lunch in a small noodle restaurant where 3-year-old Cheng Jingyu 程景玉 was hanging out doing what 3-year-olds do:
Pure sunshine, this little one:
Well, I got delighted there for a minute, but I wasn’t such a sunshine anyways – knowing that I had to walk another two days in those unforgiving shoes:
The high mountains in the distance didn’t seem bothered at all by my pains…
I even got a stupid sunburn in the heat:
So I sat down in the shade of a hideous piece of art, thinking:
Objects incorporated in the public domain always never have any artistic value.
Or maybe that was just me, or my pains.
There’s some sunshine almost everywhere, though:
We played with my trekking poles for a little while, then I had to go.
…and another even more hideous thing (I didn’t even waste time getting any closer):
Does this make any sense to you?
Certainly not to me it doesn’t.
Not in a place with streets like this:
…buildings like this:
…and shepherds, and sheep, like this:
Well, maybe it’s only my pains grumbling and mumbling away.
I’m staying in a fairly large hotel with about twenty rooms and no other guests:
No shower here either, and I think it’s seriously about time I get to the city.