fairly nice trip except a little cold.

definitely a good break.

feasting on hairy crab

the bund

it's good to be a youth... and to have the privilege of going for youth camp.

today we 'played' underground church and i wasn't a good secret police. i kept smiling and i couldn't be very fierce. seeing the youth, they are dear to me, distant though i am from them. and i was thinking, should they ever be in that position in reality, i would want to take their place.

(but i wonder in real life if i would. i don't know.)

thereafter, sitting in yj's pickup watching the buildings, taxis fan by (and the clouds truddle along) wind whipping hair face, streaming round past me...

there's a rainstorm out there now. trust me, God is good.