If you know me, then you know that I like to plan. But for these past few years, life has taught me that the best things in life are
unexpected ... it is the
little moments that count the most. So now I try to roll with the waves. This weekend is a classic example.

For the whole week, I have been asking people to come and see
The Hong Kong Dragon Boat Festival in NY. All said no or canceled but one spontaneous friend who managed to squeeze me into her plans – which made me simile. I expected a hot day, but it was very
hot and humid day ... and I’ve parked on the opposite side of the lake (
oops!). We were drench in sweat just from walking to and from the race... but I had a good time. The dragon boat race looks cool, but I think it would be cooler if my company would sponsor us to participate in the race! Then we would have something real to cheer about.

Next, I hopped over to NJ for a spontaneous BBQ and Beach with old college friends. I would love to bring the girl who came with me to the race earlier that day ... I feel bad for dragging her out to the park on such a hot day ... I think I owe her some fun time – and my friends really knows how to be spontaneous and have fun ... but she had plans for the rest of the day ... next time then.
Anyway, the BBQ they host are the only one that includes yummy food, a basketball shootout, and a water fight (
with a hose!). We act more like kids than young professional engineers (and most of them are married and with house of their own). That is why birthdays are just a number, not who we are. Sometimes I think we get
goofier as we get older.

Afterward, we went to the Beach at Seaside Park. It was nice and cool since it was late afternoon when we got there – with the summer sun slowly setting. We went wave hopping and played “bury a friend in the sand” ... and it was
my turn this time. We had so much fun and laughter ... which is great for the soul.

Finally we ended the day with food and games at the pier next to the beach. The food was boardwalk classic – clam and oyster bar, good old hot dogs, nuke hot wings, greasy cheese steaks, and fries still dripping with oil – a.k.a. good old American heart-attack food. Then, games, arcades, and stuff animals prizes. More to continue...
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