Ali's gone to Shaxi, a small village on the Ancient Tea Horse Trail, and I'm hanging around in Dali. This morning I sat by the stream studying Chinese while Freda and Edie played. They returned to the room soaking wet but happy. Edie seemed to be covered in little snail shells, much to her delight. It's been great having fun and safe areas to play right outside our door and will be quite hard readjusting to life in a fourth-floor flat. No streams but it's fun taking the ducks to the College pond, I suppose. I miss Scotland.
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