Colorful days...
Strange that sometimes it seems that a certain period always seem to have some kind of theme attached to it. Last weekend I would without hesitation label as being colorful(not in a psychological way but physical). It all started Saturday morning when I went to shop for a guitar. With two of my friends by my side we entered a guitar shop and my eye caught a shiny red guitar. At first I thought, "A red guitar.......hmmm". I them plucked on the strings of a light-brown, kind of ordinary round shaped guitar. Although the price suited me the sound was just not exactly what I was looking for. I then took a chance and strummed a G-cord on the ridiculously red guitar, turned to my friends and said, "This is my guitar!". We had a social event that event where we prepared some cultural items to entertain each other and the red guitar made it's debut.
The Sunday afternoon I decided to get on my scooter and go. I filled up with gas, compass in my pocket and ended up along the beach. I enjoyed watching children (and adults) color the blue sky with kites. Strolled passed the seafood market and experienced some very interesting sight and smells.......frog anyone? I then continued to cruise down along the beach until I ended up under a rainbow bridge. The road stopped so I turned around and headed back for home.....check out the pics in the "Taiwan" album.
