This year my parents both turned 65. I’m not sure what my dad got for his birthday this year but my mum hit the jackpot and got a trip to China. For once it made it easy for me to be at her birthday party. It has been way overdue. Being far away means I really only get to fulfill my daughterly duties at Christmas time and even then sometimes it has to be Christmas a few days early or a few days late. Luckily I have a very flexible family (including a chef) and hopefully one day we’ll all be at the same dinner table again, however since my cousin is now shacked up with an American (a lovely one), logistically it is getting more complicated. But I am hopeful.
Anyway back to China. Or should I say, back to my parents’ impression of China. Apart from some minor bodily discomforts and some chopstick coordination issues, I think they got on pretty well. Having retired early, my dad has had time to rediscover his love for photography. And as much as I hate to admit it, he is better at it than me. Patience, persistence, stubbornness? I’m not sure how many photographs he took but he has been slowly adding them to his China album.
Here are a few of my favorites.
My mother is still enjoying her new-found freedom and occasionally acting as the photographers’ assistant. Maybe she will rediscover some old passions as well. Any suggestions?