While riding the #30 MUNI bus in San Francisco from the Marina to Downtown, it started to rain. A young family with three kids boarded. Not a poor family, a middle class family, but the parents considerate enough for the environment and the future living condition on Mother Earth. Leaving the car at home and instead using public transportation, a very rare sight and consideration in the USA. The #30 bus passes Stockton, Chinatown pure.
Most stores have no signs in English, just plain sign language in Chinese. Plenty of dead hanging ducks in red as if they were killed by hanging all along the bus ride to your right. When you can't stand
the sight of dead hanging ducks in red as if they were killed by hanging all along the bus ride to your right any longer, you turn left. All you see to your left is dead hanging ducks in red
again. The father of the youngest boy said:“ Do
you see all these signs, they're Chinese, they're all about you ”. His
mother giggled, I had the back to the boy, I couldn't see his reaction, I
giggled too. Before boarding, I read the news, new news that is, because I like old news better, and the weather forecast for tomorrow is a storm coming in, the“ Pineapple Express”.
