Variations of this story are told throughout Asia, but the heavenly tale is associated with a particular spot in Shandong Province which I had the pleasure of visiting a few months ago. There was nothing flashy or commercial at the spot -- a hill, a lake, and a park. It was pleasant to think that people had been telling the story of these lovers for over twenty-five hundred years, including at this quiet spot.
Well, as they were married, perhaps the conversation goes like this:
Did you pay that final Telus bill?
I thought you were doing that!
Have you seen my golf shoes? Where did you put them?
I didn't put them anywhere. Look in the back of your van where you throw everything.
Naw, of course this is a romantic holiday. Flower sellers moved through the crowds at the outdoor plaza where we had dinner tonight. And I could reflect that we were separated for one third of a year, not a full year, and are now reunited. We did not reunite on a bridge made of magpies but it's great to share the adventure of China with Ross.