Yoshiko and I spent a couple of hours painting, and then picked up Rowboat Flo and went to Subway for lunch. Afterwards, we went shopping together. By 4 p.m. I was exhausted but it had all been worth it. Flo bought groceries. Yoshiko bought jeans for $7. I bought DVD's. At Subway we talked to somer old women from the States about food and sandals. (Don't ask)
And Yoshiko was delighted with her tray.
Isn't it wonderful that old women from very different backgrounds can truly enjoy one another?
2 comments:
Great photos...nice mementos from the day!
I especially like the one of your and Yoshiko's eyes...
Yoshiko's tray is beautiful...that will be a wonderfully happy memento for her to remember this visit by...
I find it interesting that Caucasian and Asian eyes look much more alike in old age ... sort of symbolic, don't you think?
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