Day #17 Seahawks ~ True Love
I wake up to be informed by John that this is Seahawks day.
He says it is essential he watch this over breakfast. He goes down to get his double espresso with great
anticipation. He can’t get a real video feed but can get an update of each play
with no pictures from ESPN. When I
arrive he is glued to the screen and narrates saying such things as, “ there is an injury, ok on 4th and goal. He failed to
score . . . oh man that hurt things.” I wonder where I am. Burma, India, Malaysia, Thailand,
Seattle. John oblivious to his
surroundings continues his narration and play by play even though he has no
video to watch. “shot gun, only 2 minutes left, holy shit ~
Seattle interception!, oh no a penalty, holy smokes 23 seconds left, wait it is not over, San Francisco
can’t possibly win, 18 seconds left, what a huge … huge… interception!”, Seattle is going to the Superbowl!
I, of course, have no idea what John is talking about in this foreign language and tell John all Seattle has to do is prevent San Francisco from getting another goal. He is not impressed with my wisdom. There is a young Asian couple sitting at the table next to us holding hands and looking fondly into each other’s eyes. John looks just as fondly at the Seahawks on his Ipad. How things change…. Can’t imagine what this couple thinks of John’s comments. Later in the day I hear John replaying in our hotel room the videos of some of the plays that he couldn’t see earlier.
I, of course, have no idea what John is talking about in this foreign language and tell John all Seattle has to do is prevent San Francisco from getting another goal. He is not impressed with my wisdom. There is a young Asian couple sitting at the table next to us holding hands and looking fondly into each other’s eyes. John looks just as fondly at the Seahawks on his Ipad. How things change…. Can’t imagine what this couple thinks of John’s comments. Later in the day I hear John replaying in our hotel room the videos of some of the plays that he couldn’t see earlier.
Pinang Peranakan
Mansion
We saunter lazily around the city looking at the mix of
Colonial architecture alongside Chinese and Indian buildings. We visit the Pinang Peranakan Mansion also called the Green
Mansion, a stunningly restored residence that is decorated with original
antiques and furniture with mother-of-pearl inlay.
Every door, wall and archway seems to be carved or decorated with gold leaf. The house belonged to one of the wealthiest merchants of the 19th century. I find it garish and ugly but then fashions do change.
Every door, wall and archway seems to be carved or decorated with gold leaf. The house belonged to one of the wealthiest merchants of the 19th century. I find it garish and ugly but then fashions do change.
We come back to the hotel for afternoon tea that includes some wonderful sweet dishes and John naps.. or maybe he is really watching re-runs of the Seahawks game?
We end the day with another fantastic meal at our hotel. The same romantic couple is sitting at the table next to us holding hands. John leans over and tells me that if we are lucky we can get the entire Seahawks game on U-tube that night and watch it together.
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| Our bedroom |
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| View from bedroom |
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