Cosmo Kramer's City River Swim Club & the internal GPS

On the Peal River on the edge of Shamain Island every morning there is a group of men who swim in the Pearl River. It's in the high 40's/low 50's in the morning's here. Are these guys nuts or really big Seinfeld fans?

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As I continue my walk I set out to find a supermarket for Dawn. I recall seeing one while on the bus yesterday. I have to rely on my internal GPS and landmarks. When you can't read a single sign, not even recognize a character of the alphabet a good sense of direction in necessary. Hardwired into my melon thanks to one too many Boy Scout camping trips and Klondike Derbies is my internal GPS. I always seem to know which way to go and can find my way back to a place after travelling the route just once. Anyone making a trip to a country like this I would highly suggest working on your sense of direction first.

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I seemed to find my way safely off of the island (apparently a bit of a challenge for he rest of our group) and to the street where I saw the supermarket but I can't find the store. I think because the steel gates are down on all of the shops, it makes them look different. We'll see how good I am when I head back later with Dawn and Liv after everything opens....I'll let you know.

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Oh, one bit of panic with the baby. Dawn left the room and I put the baby on the floor. A few seconds later I noticed her looking at me, mouth open looking like she was going to scream her head off. Nothing came out. Sometimes a baby is so upset that there is a delay after the face is made before the sreaming comes. So I wait, still no sound, no air. She's choking. I reach down and scoop her up so all of her weight is on her belly pressed to my hand. I begin to flip her over into the position to try to dislodge the blockage for a baby. And pop, something flies out and lands on the floor and I hear crying. Whew....she's pissed but OK. I flop onto the chair and think, " I just want to be home".