We are experiencing some damp times. The humidity is around 70 to 80 per cent and the temperature is 65 to 70 degrees. Nothing is ever quite dry, and you can get condensation on the tile surfaces inside. Pages are wilted and it takes actually wearing your clothes to get them totally dry.
School is out for me until the 22nd of next month for the Chinese New Year holidays. Chinese New Year is on the 14th of February this year. They call it the Spring Festival, but it isn’t really Spring at all, but they also have the Mid Autumn Festival, which occurs at the beginning of the Fall, so go figure. It’s going to be the Year of the Tiger, which is a lot cooler than the Year of the Cow. If you are the oversexed top golfer whose life is imploding, then it’s the Year of The Tiger Reportedly in Rehab for Bimbo Addiction.
We are already hearing firecrackers, and the vibe is getting festive. Old friends are starting to call, schools are finishing up their final tests, kids are appearing in daylight without school uniforms, women are freshly coifed, and restaurants are starting to get busier.
The city buses are getting more crowded, with migrant workers and their bad baggage on their way to bus and train stations to head back to the less prosperous hinterlands to be with family. It’s a big time for travel, which means it’s a good time to stay home.
