一般海关说啥我就做啥从来不会回怼的,这次感受到了不平等对待。在我说完这些之后并没有再继续检查我的行李。如果他还要检查我的,我会继续说:“So u just wanna show power over Chinese people? I will follow, but u gotta show me ur ID first”。我不知道他们是怎么思考的,没有什么理由在安检之后还要再次检查行李吧?讨厌我们亚洲人或者中国人?
抵达美国,入境也很简单,海关闲聊一下来美国做什么,James说看NBA,问到最喜欢哪个队的时候,James突然混乱了一下把Lakers(湖人)说成了Liar(骗子)都顺利通过,我在旁边忍不住想笑,海关还继续问我最喜欢的球队呢,我只好说:Same as him。仿佛James在给海关人员做服从性测试,哈哈。
你看这个摇摆舞party,别人写的很明确吧,“SINGLES! WANNA MEET SOMEONE NEW? COME LEARN TO DANCE WITH US!”,单身的快来交朋友了,要不怎么说我实在是喜欢校园呢,在我的学生时代我也组织过非常多的活动,类似的也有单身舞会,我和一个学姐舞会热场我唱了一首《今天你要嫁给我》忘记了编排好的单膝下跪的情节……但也真好……这又说远了。
三个小时后我们开到了嫂子告诉我们买户外用品的商店,Bass Pro Shops,真的感觉这家店有够夸张的,让人逛起来简直赏心悦目。
我们买了一个帐篷,2个睡袋,2个杯子(这杯子蛮贵的,$35一个的made in china)。
不可能一切顺利的,付钱的时候就遇到了第一个问题,Apple pay 绑定的Stella Pay在这家店被拒了,然后我又换了我的Xapo卡又被拒了,再换了招行Visa卡,这次不一样,一插入屏幕就出现了提示:“Do Not Honor”,honor这个词我熟啊,权力的游戏里面老有这么一句A Man of Honor。工作人员看着屏幕问了我一句Why,我TM真的服了,连用了三张卡,第三张还显示我没有信用?最后James拿出现金付的。
And everything you come from—All that was unspeakably old will fall away. This is the only truth: Cold. Breath. Heartbeat. … And also full and fleeting. There are opportunities here to pull a diamond through the weight of a black hole. To know, to hold tender, reason, but mostly body and uncomfortable fragility— every moment can be precious time, every breath, all are yours—Gold. You are going to lose. Everyone. Everywhere. Piece by piece. Until at last you grasp on whatever gives hopeful empowerment, or you give from friendly honor. So is this a reason not to love? Is place, your time with nothing, or love, enough? Is this a reason not to love? The time every before the end of your breath is enough. This is not of breaking worth, the gift to hold is real. We are going to die. We are going to return. To live is when we choose, and when the flame, if the breath is great, it was great to feel the blood. Why won’t you?
This is the very reason to love: to mark every fleeting moment with the heart. To feel the heart break and be mended over again, at end of each new start. Our time to fill the space. Which they will. All you’ll soften. We are all going to die. In some days, years, (mill to short), and that is if you’re lucky. This is the very reason to start loving today. By much longer, can you afford to waste? Are your angers worth it? Does that belief mean you to be so damn sure of it? Have you not tasted enough mystery? Have you reached kindness? At last you felt what it is like to share? At once you paused, opened your too-tired eyes and stepped outside just because? When was it, last time, like a child, you simply started to run? When was it, last time, like a child, you gently stopped to nap in the sun? When was it, last time, like a child, you allowed tears surrendered to flood? When was it, last time, like a child, you looked all around you, at everything— at everything—with love?
In the truth of death remember how to live, this time it is not borrowed but is given. This world a chest of treasure thrown wide open, each breath a sacred song if you will listen. When you pause and let the sky become your life, whether shine or shadow all imparts a lesson. Through grace of pure acceptance, transformation, each moment, you will learn, can be a blessing. You could mourn the second’s dripping—leave or fire, or know them all as stars whose’ crest the night. There is comfort to be found instead of grasping, all things pass and in so doing cast their light.
So go, Move joyfully with each and every note life offers, keep your heart two palms held open, welcome all. When it breaks allow the pieces wings and listen, when it sings your smiles’ shards will crumble walls.
So go, Each moment that you can love, watch them shimmer. Give your thanks then find your breath and let it fly. Be courageous and be patient when you stumble, may each lesson be a blessing ‘til you die.
(This time it is not borrowed, but is given, may each lesson and each blessing ease your life.)
有非常多文化活动和秀,奈何英语确实还得学,听不完全懂就是没听懂呀。也是这天,我自己走到center camp,有一个秀,我坐在一个美国大爷旁边,此刻需要几个自愿者一起上台表演,因为和这美国大爷聊过几句,大爷就起哄叫我上去,我和大爷说:“I really want to go on stage, but my English is not good.” 大爷和我说:“it doesnt matter”。我最终还是没上台,还好没上,上台是比赛Twerking(电臀舞),我要是一骚起来,冠军不就是我的了,不好不好,哈哈。
这牛排说实话把我难吃到了,我还专门说了Medium(5分熟),结果tmd一整个全熟,甚至还有糊了的地方。会有服务员来询问用餐是否愉快,我说Everything else is good, but the steak is overcooked,I cant eat it.随即他又送给我们每人一shot的不知道什么酒。主要是也不便宜的,3个人花了¥980吃着一餐,在这也是还不错的规格,毕竟当地人均¥3000的工资,人均GDP只有我们落后省的一半,吃个这,感觉上还蛮不舒服的。