Our first breakfast together in Shanghai. A friend from Bill's conference (The 18th Annual Meeting of the Comparative & Continental Philosophy Circle) took this for us.
This is what I chose. Notice the green tea is in a glass. That's some corn porridge at top left, a steamed bun with meat and veggies in it, a tea-cooked egg, noodles with some greens, slices of melon and a "folded" bun (white flour never tasted or looked so good before).
And when well-fed, it's time to explore a little. This is in the courtyard garden of the hotel. The blossom looks for all the world like a rose, but the foliage is confusing me. There was a good rain overnight, and lightning flashes (but didn't hear any thunder). Everything is damp, but as the morning wears on the sun is coming out. All this is a delightful distraction from the incredible pain of trying to call Peter. Apparently our phone automatically generates a long-distance code that we now don't need, and I have to figure out how to disable it.