Church of the Ascension. |
Today was the second time this week we reserved the movie
room here at Ascott. I did my first viewing of “The Blues Brothers” on
Thursday. Honestly, I didn’t get it. I think I’m about 5-10 years too young for
that one. The music was good, but as far as movies showcasing Chicago go, I’ll take Ferris, thank you. And
if I want police officers looking stupid and wrecking cars, I’m going with “The
Dukes of Hazzard,” thank you very much.
But “Back to the Future,” 30 years later, is still a good
movie. Granted, the second one isn’t exactly accurate in its depiction of 2015,
but it’s fun. Michael J. Fox was all that back then, for sure.
Meat market |
This week was a long one at work – darn those five-day work
weeks! – and recovery time post-Kazakhstan has slim. Normally I wake up well
before my alarm clock goes off, but this past week it just hasn’t happened. The
whole week has been totally exhausting.
On Friday, we had a little get-together, and immediately
following that I did the outreach movie (“Apollo 13”). I just thought the week
would never end, and even at that point, it didn’t. I worked all day on
Saturday, too – eight hours.
So today, the highlight being vegging in the movie room was
good for me. Really, the only other things I did were grocery-shopping and
cooking dinner for next week. Other than that, I pretty much watched “King of
the Hill” and “Mystery, Alaska”
while napping on the sofa. I’ll never be able to get to sleep tonight.
Outside the circus |
Next weekend I’m doing a river cruise on the Pearl River, which is just outside my window. It’s one of
the few things I consider must-dos while I am in Guangzhou, and the office is getting a group
up for Saturday. I’m glad; I didn’t want to go by myself. So far, I know of two
families that are going so I’m pretty sure they’ll get enough for the trip to
be a go.
Looking at the calendar, next week is going to be a doozie.
Tomorrow night, I’m going to a circus and Tuesday night is Bible study. We have
a “hail and farewell” party either on Wednesday or Thursday (not sure which; I
wrote it on both days) and then Friday is another going-away party.
Sorry for the reflection |
Going-away parties are big during the summer, and they’re
already getting out of hand. My supervisor is leaving and I’m under pressure to
get a party for him, but I am just not the right person for this. I place very
little importance on sentimental things, and that’s what these are all about.
As a result, I’ve been trying to get some of the local staff to take over the
planning, but so far it’s come up empty.
After pulling teeth to get a little committee together, I
had a meeting with the intention of turning over the ball. Well, I kept trying
to hand it off, but no one would run with it.
The party is scheduled for August 5, with the 7th
being my supervisor’s last day. That’s three weeks, and so far, nothing has
happened. I have no idea what will happen.
Photos of Almaty.
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