Saturday, November 28, 2009
It was a GREAT night
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Our guests
My helper
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
My 1st Thanksgiving
Friday, November 20, 2009
Our New Car
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Princesses
Our friend's daughter Cameron
Ice cream boobs
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
The craziness ensues
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
It's getting worse
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Frustrations
What's the ONE question you never ask???
Friday, November 6, 2009
Polite Chinese Gangsters
The following is the end of an Americans tale of rehabbing an apartment in China from last weeks NY Times.
The total cost of the project, once everything was added up — materials, labor, furniture, fixtures and appliances — was about $60,000. But the final chapter of the construction story didn’t occur until several weeks after we had moved in.
One morning, I found a letter to Andy in the mailbox, handwritten in Chinese. It said, in effect, “We are a large gang of dangerous men. We know you are rich” — we are not — “and unless you give us 10,000 yuan” — about $1,500 — “we will kidnap you and torture you and then ask for an even larger sum. If you pay, we will leave you alone.”
From the details the writer had provided about us and our belongings, it wasn’t hard to figure out that the “gang” members were among the local laborers who had been in the apartment during the post-construction decorating process.
In the family powwow that followed, I argued that if we conceded, they would be back for more. Andy’s parents thought it wasn’t worth the risk and insisted that Chinese criminals are usually men of their word. So we paid.
A week later I found a nicely worded thank-you note in the mailbox. So far, we have heard nothing more from our extortionists.