It rained, for like maybe ten minutes. And it was the best thing ever. Because I have a tin roof. And it never rains here. And rain is my favorite weather ever with snow as an incredibly close second. Which is just a form of rain, really. And if you could marry a meteorological phenomenon then that would be it.

And I should be asleep cause it’s like late, in fact it’s  tomorrow

xing qi wu, xing qi wu; zong dei shang zhou wu!

(Friday, Friday gotta get down on Friday a.k.a some of the Mandarin I know…)

April Rain Song 

Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain. 

-Langston Hughes

• To be on the streets of China
• Chinese eggplant
• Pocky
• Chinese noodles
• Hollow heart (A Chinese vegetable)
• Eggs and tomatoes (A Chinese dish)
• ↑ Okay, pretty much just authentic Chinese food period ↑
• Taco Bell
• The smell of fresh-cut grass
• The smell after it rains
• Laying in the grass
• Just, being out in nature, really
• Really good worship
• Really good teaching
• Basically God

Chocolate toast in China.

It started pouring.

We walk about 6 blocks through the flooded streets to the internet cafe’.

Just a normal night.

I’m the only staff in this group.

So, I’m a mom tonight, meaning I’m soaked because one guy forgot his umbrella and I “shared” with him. Shared being a loose term meaning… I’m soaked.

But I can’t be mad becaaaaause, it’s just one of the beauties of China.