DIUMENGE

De camí al Districte d'Art de Nanjing, que resulta que estava tancat, ens hem deixat perdre per un dels barris tradicionals de la ciutat. La vida al barri transcorre el diumenge talment com si fos dilluns. Les botigues obertes, la barberia plena i l'home que normalment arregla bicicletes... Doncs arreglant bicicletes. I tot i que, no ens enganyem, el diumenge a tots ens agrada descansar, (i que no ens ho canviïn!) tot plegat desprenia una sensació de tranquilitat i benvolguda monotonia que semblava que no fes falta que fos diumenge ni que esperessin el dia de descans... Una sensació molt curiosa.

SUNDAY

On our way to the Art District of Nanjing, which by the way was closed, we voluntarily lost ourselves in one of the traditional neighbourhoods of the city. There life goes on on Sunday as if it was Monday. Stores open, the haidressers full and that man who normally fixes bikes, fixing bikes... And eventhough we all like resting on Sundays (and it better stay like this!), you could feel in the air some sort of peace and welcoming monotony as if Sunday didn't care and it wasn't necessary that it came... A very weird sensation.