

Yes, when it gets right down to it, I can be pretty dang funny. See picture above for proof. That's me in Chinatown, SF. with a new friend in a gift shop. Her only intelligible English word was "beautiful", which I took to mean she liked me in the Chinese cap and long braid. I was able to practise language skills heretofore never used to such an oriental extent and got on quite well with the natives. Thankfully the rest of our antics weren't recorded. We did purchase some trinkets hoping it might help mitigate any potential political unrest caused by whatever possible offensive cultural faux pas I might be guilty of. I almost bought some roosters and a peacock but thought better of it when I was reminded we still had 3 thousand miles to travel with 7 people in the car. I settled for some of the best
dim sum I've ever tasted and a walk across the golden gate bridge. The painting pictured is for sale...saw a lot of scenery just like this all over central California.