Cousins; Visit

My younger cousins visited my place over the weekends. They are form America and decided to spend their summer in Taiwan. We don’t have a common topic to talk about since they are too young to discuss their future and I am too old to understand what’s interested to them. They also considerately brought all their 3C products ––from iPhone to PS3 to Xbox 360 –– so that they won’t be bored even if they are indoor. Yet, on the second morning they came, my mom proposed to take them to the nearest amusement park in Guanxi. At first I was concern that they would also feel bored even in the amusement park since, comparing to the ones in the States, its size is relatively small. I am not sure if my cousins really want to go there or just tired of playing video games, they agreed to go.

It turned out that they loved everything in the amusement park.

We rode on every roller coaster, took as many pictures as we can, and ate food that they couldn’t get in the States. However, while we were waiting for the firework show in the night, it began to rain. It rained heavier and heavier. My cousins were shocked by what they saw, they said they’ve never seen that kind of heavy raining before (they lived in California). I said they actually saw that before. When they were little, just a little bit younger than they are now, still living in Taipei, it rained like that all over the summer afternoon. They didn’t remember. But as it kept raining, memories seemed to flow back. After all, they are homed.