I saw a big jellyfish on the shore during my sunrise walk – about the size of Baby Iso at 6 months.As always, Mount Kinabalu was clear in the morning. I was dreaming of a way to take everyone up to the base of the mountain to give them a Kinabalu experience. Will it be worth it? That is what Viena asked me when I returned home from the mountain. Dwana asked, “Did you make it to the top?” Viena asked, “Was it worth it?” The value of worth. The value of things. We went on a 4PM walk down to the beach. Usually the rains are falling at four, but not today. Ezra took his bike, but the tide was too high to ride so he just walked. We had no intentions of jumping into the water, but that did not stop Ezra from bounding in with all his clothes and then Viena followed shortly afterwards. I thought we would need to turn around, but they were both quite content walking onward in wet clothes. They jumped and laid and played and jumped and Ezra even rode his bike straight into the salty waters of the South China Sea. That is going to be one rusty bike at the end of the month. I did not feel like parenting today so I tried as much as possible to run and hide out in one of the rooms. That would last for about 15 minutes. I sat and colored the Geography coloring book. I looked especially at Germany and Poland – that is where our 83 year old friend is from. He and I went on a walk today and he relayed his war-time stories of Germans and Russians and Brits and relocation. He was too young to fight in the war, but old enough to remember and live in the aftermath. He distinctly remembered the food that was served to him during his relocation process. Fresh bread and soups when they were starving. He has been to many of the places we have been – Brasil, Canada, but never to Alaska. He wants to see photos of Alaska and I promised to show him if our computer is ever functioning again. Dwana has knee effusion – water on the knee from Ezra’s impact. maybe she is feeling sympathy pains for Aunt Vicki as well. Dwana has not been sleeping well. Neither have I. The borneoian bugs have us concerned on where they are and where they are coming from. In the end, Dwana ended up sleeping in the tent. Good night – Sleep tight. Don’t let the Borneo Bed Bugs bite. I ended up placing a thermarest on top of the mattress and tried sleeping that way. I wish I could sleep with all the windows open so we can hear the nighttimewaves crashing – But no way is that going to happen!
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