Laowai

We had to take a walk to do our recycling this morning and on our way out we noticed that some men were getting ready to paint the lines on our road. I don’t think they were very much in need of a repaint but they had scraped off the all old lines. And when we got back from our little trek they were measuring very carefully. I’ve watched construction workers, gardeners, everyone around here – they do things so meticulously and conscientiously. Bea was really interested in the line painting project so we stood on the sidewalk and watched. There were three men and they took a very long time measuring where each line of paint would go. Then they blew the dust off, made some practice runs with the painting machine and then finally started painting. Bea was riveted. When they were almost done one of the painters came over to us and gave us a yellow and a white oil crayon – brand new ones like the ones that they had used to mark the road before painting. 

This is how we spend our days.