A Man at the Window
I am sitting by the floor to ceiling window in our living room, reading a book.
I catch a movement in my peripheral vision.
I look up and I see legs dangling outside my window.
I think Huh?!
I grab the camera.
Then the rest of the person's body starts to come into view.
I am not sure if I should worry.
The unexpected window visitor turned out to be a very friendly young man.
He waves at me and then knocks on the window.
I open it.
He talks to me in Chinese. I respond with a lot of English and a little Chinese.
He smiles.
He patiently tries to explain something to me again.
I don't understand.
He quiets down.
I wave bye bye.
He gives up. He waves back and continues lowering himself down the outside of our apartment building.


















that would scare me
I dont like heights
great photos
That's some freaky stuff!
Must be weird.
come in, so he could use the stairs/elevator down instead
of the rope......but anyway, u didnt know what kinda
person he was, so let him use the rope instead.
He was definitely not a window washer. They don't have window washers here. They have a neat little techniques for individual households washing windows. I think he was a painter. What he was painting, I don't know. And he must have been finished because he went down fast after our (mis)communication.
And no, I never figured out what the encounter was all about. I just have to accept somethings just remain a mystery.