Home Again, and Pandas!
Mar. 26th, 2013 03:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
przedWe're home! We flew back in from Shanghai last night, and we all stayed up until midnight, unpacking and getting sorted, in the hopes of getting back to Toronto time sooner rather than later. (Ros and I still woke up at 5, but at least it wasn't 3 like our first night in Beijing.)
Between the fancy schmancy new camera, our point-and-shoot and my iPhone, I've got nearly 2,000 pictures to sort through, but I thought I'd put up a couple of pics from Ros' panda adventure for now.
The panda was about 7 months old, nearly as big as Ros, and weighed more. His name was Oreo. In the first pic, he's just about to lick her, which she thought was hilarious.
Here she is with the panda more sitting beside her (he kept nearly squirming off her lap), looking very pleased.
In case you're wondering how they manage to keep the pandas relatively happy while sitting on people's laps, the handler constantly was smearing honey on his paw so he was concentrating more on licking the sweet stuff than all the crazy people waiting to hold him.
Between the fancy schmancy new camera, our point-and-shoot and my iPhone, I've got nearly 2,000 pictures to sort through, but I thought I'd put up a couple of pics from Ros' panda adventure for now.
The panda was about 7 months old, nearly as big as Ros, and weighed more. His name was Oreo. In the first pic, he's just about to lick her, which she thought was hilarious.
Here she is with the panda more sitting beside her (he kept nearly squirming off her lap), looking very pleased.
In case you're wondering how they manage to keep the pandas relatively happy while sitting on people's laps, the handler constantly was smearing honey on his paw so he was concentrating more on licking the sweet stuff than all the crazy people waiting to hold him.
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Date: 2013-03-27 10:33 am (UTC)Among Others - my experience was quite different from yours, resulting in a bad poetry (http://just-ann-now.livejournal.com/396995.html) and some consoling discussion. Hee.
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Date: 2013-03-27 11:36 am (UTC)As for Among Others, I can sort of see your point, but so far I'm enraptured. Though yeah, if the whole mystery of what happened isn't wrapped up satisfactorily, metaphorical throwing of pixels out the window may happen. And I can see the point that name checking a bunch of books you love isn't necessarily fascinating plotting, but the main character's experience of being a social outsider and raiding all available libraries for every science fiction and fantasy book she can find is pretty much how I spent my junior high and high school years, so I'm definitely bringing some autobiographical affection to the book. (I had the same experience with Michael Ondaatje's The Cat's Table recently. It's about a young boy on a sea voyage from Sri Lanka to England, tearing around the ship and trying to figure out the adults on board. The Sri Lanka to England part is foreign to me, but I did spend rather a lot of time poking around the Coast Guard ice breaker my dad was chief engineer on, and getting under the crew's feet. My boss, however, who lent me the book, found it interminable.)
If we all liked the same things, the world would be such a tedious place. *g*