Bitter Cold

I went out to do a bit of sightseeing before I have to leave and I saw the Temple of Heaven and a bit of Olympic stuff. I couldn’t believe my stamina, but the temps won out. My hands were so cold, I didn’t want to have to get on the subway home, so I took a Didi just so I could sit down. Yes, I went five hours today on my feet and no lunch. At home now with the space heater aimed at my feet because they were freezing too.

One of the great things about this awesome apartment is even with the bitter cold, I have not had to turn on the heat. The space heater is quite enough to keep me cozy on the couch. If I decide to exercise in my spare bedroom, I can always aim the space heater down the hallway so I get a bit of a warm breeze. But I usually don’t need it.

But it’s the night before Christmas and I found a picture my bestie from China was asking about. It took sitting in rush hour traffic in Beijing and wondering where the hell that picture was. But I found it doing a search on our chat. I opened up our chat and hit media, and there was every photo/video we’d sent. And there was that horrible lunch she was served in the hospital. I remember her texting that to me and asking what it was.