Random events in my wonderful life with my wonderful wife

Linda and I ordered beef yesterday. I am not sure it was beef, but I hope mine won its last race.

The other day I stopped by a "Salon" to see if they would cut my hair. There were 4 hair cutters and 4 customers, all lined up in the chairs. One of the women came over and I did the international old guy symbol for haircut (using my first two fingers like scissors on my head). She went back in front of the 4 chairs and quite a discussion ensued with all 8 woman participating. After what seemed to be an in-depth debate, the woman came back, shook her head no and pointed to the street.

Buying bikes was a bit like going to an Amway meeting. There was a lot of passion and maybe just a bit of misinformation shared. Linda got the "best selling bike in the world" while I was placed on "this years model". After a short test ride where we were sucked into the vortex of passing motor bikes we said yes. So far, everyone is happy. Linda saw a number of bikes with made in the USA stickers. Which of course were on top of a number of other stickers. I have no idea where anything is made.

Linda and I were at a temple on Saturday when a petite Vietnamese woman whispered to Linda "where did you get your treatment". Ah, a question I have frequently pondered as well. After more discussion, it turns out her boyfriends mother (from Germany) broke her foot a few days earlier. We quickly spotted her as she was the only one enviously eyeing Linda's fiberglass boot. Very nice people, Linda delivered the boot to them 2 days later. So while I go off to work on Trachoma, Linda is servicing the orthopedic needs of Vietnam.