It has been a while since I updated this blog, not altogether my fault; China and Google aren't the most compatible pair and Suzhou was the last place where I was able to log on, over there.
Is patience one of the things that travel is supposed to teach? I have a great deal to unload (upload? download?) here in the way of notes and pictures, so let's wait until I'm back in Canada and can do the job properly. Our Chinese adventure is worth recording. It was bound to be.
One more short gap, only a week now, until I'm home. I am writing this at my sister's house in Wales after a week in London and Cambridge (not so far from here, relatively speaking). More to report about that too.
Today my mother, my sister and I attended part of the opening celebrations at the newly reconstructed Royal Welsh College of Music and Drama, a place that buzzed with excitement. It used to be "the ugliest building in Britain" to quote my husband, but it no longer qualifies as such. We sat at the front of the audience for a lunchtime concert performance by the Welsh National Opera orchestra: Elgar's and Tchaikovsky's Serenades for Strings, superbly played.