Meeting Mr. Mystery Etc.

The country is celebrating its Labor Day holiday. We went to meet one of the three people on our to-meet list. His name sounds like “Mystery.” Let’s call him Mr Mystery. Sienna is not interested in meeting people like him. She would rather stay with F’s nanny. We choose to stay with Fpartly because we sometimes can ask and pay F's nanny to take care of Sienna when we have to do something. She is very good with Sienna. But she is another Ahyi on a holiday. We basically had to drag Sienna here and there.

After lunch, we brought her to see some houses up on the suburb. The houses are like 2 million Canadian dollars situated in an exclusive community. Then when you come out of it, it’s filthy field ground. Weired. Finally Sienna had a break during the dinner time when we met up with J and his father again at a Japanese restaurant. The kids took the stage of the place. J's father hired a tour guide. Eventually he kept the Mandarin speaking son to keep J company. For the first time, I heard J blurted out a sentence in Chinese, "look, my hands are black." I said to J's dad he should just leave J with us when we all get home. But he should leave or if he wants to stay, he needs to zip up. He said, it's impossible for him to zip up. Or at least I should zip up first.