On the other side of the world

Last night, Jon and I were driving his dad’s big pickup truck down the empty highway underneath a sky full of stars, listening to country music.

I couldn’t help but think of what we might have been doing in Shanghai.  We’d be squished in the back of a taxi, veering around hundreds of other taxis underneath the city lights and skyscrapers, listening to the blaring of horns and some loud Chinese yabbering on the radio.

I’m pretty sure that not many people have “homes” both in a city of 22 million and outside of a town of 200.  Each of our homes has upsides and downsides.

2 Responses to On the other side of the world

  1. Painting quite the picture for me… I can see you guys in the truck. Stay warm.

  2. I’m only in HK yet even here it seems like a million miles from the Shanghai life so I can only imagine the huge contrast between your two homes. Enjoy!

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