Picked up my parents after work on Friday from the Fungwah stop.
They got off this bus. If I'm going to own a bus, why not a patriotic one, with a seal that says "Ground Force One" on the side.
We then hoofed it to the statue of liberty but the statute of liberty ferry was closed.
They're so used to posed shots that I wanted one that was semi-candid. I told them I was trying to get the light meter right with this one. More natural smiles and relaxed poses. That's how my dad relaxes. Hands on hips and big circular gyrations to stretch the hip flexors.
On our way to dinner, I took this shot. Right afterwards, my mom asked me if I knew what Simpsons harabuhjee (grandfather) says. I wasn't sure if she meant Abe Simpson from the Simpsons so I waited for her to continue. She said that Simpsons harabuhjee's secret to aging well was eating a lot of stinky cheeses and garlic so that nobody comes to close and can't see the wrinkles. Still wasn't sure if she meant the cartoon until she said, "You know, Simpsons harabuhjee from the cartoon," when she saw my confused expression. My parents think I get too close to their faces when I shoot pictures.
Mom and I called this the buhsut (mushroom) picture after my dad commented that his kangol hat was supposed to be worn lower.
At dinner, the waitress placed these two peppers in front of us. All of us commented that they were the biggest peppers we had ever seen. Then, we talked about bad growth chemicals in food as my mom contemplatively started munching on one.
Next day, we had breakfast and then went to Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, to check out the army base. Mom didn't want me to tell my friends about her time there. She said it was a real low point in her life and she didn't have any options then and that korean society sees it as something to be ashamed of. I told her that I saw it as something admirable but, of course, my opinion has little weight. I always have to remind myself that they speak to me from a survivor's mentality. We, then, went to the Met for some culture.
Dad got really excited about this picture in the modern art wing. He likes mountains. I don't think he noticed the passed out hiker and the austrian guy proposing to the woman who was doing the "Greet the Sun" yoga pose.
Mom really liked this Picasso. She wants me to send her this pic as a postcard.
And I got really excited about this. It's an ear pick in the shape of an alligator from the Shang Dynasty, 1600 B.C. It's made from bone.
Also, saw these series of over-sized photos. Saw them and mentally hit myself for not having a large-format camera when I was in China. I saw this sight almost everyday for a year. I also had one of these bikes until it got stolen. Lost opportunities.
Had a great dinner at Congee Bowery with James, Carolyn, Kirby, Leika, and Adam. Had two crab dishes. Mom loves the crab. Parents had a great time and later told me it was nice to interact with young people. I'll take them clubbing next time. We then walked over to Sundaes and Cones and had some ice cream. I like their Watermelon and black sesame sherbet.
3 comments:
Dad and his Kangol hat. :) The picture of Dad with the painting that he likes is hilarious. It's great that he can ignore whatever else is going on, and focus on his beloved mountains. And Mom can't stop quoting Simpsons Harabujee. Hehe. Great series. I wish I could have been there!
What's the story with Bay Ridge?
What does that mean she stayed there/survivor mentality?
-z
Z-dogg, Bay Ridge has an army base where my mom was for a year before she got stationed in Germany.
She actually did what you were talking about doing sophomore year. But it was more for the same reasons the military recruits in ghettos than to get in shape. Ha!
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