Hippo Ballet

The hippos was doing lazy circles in the pond. It literally lept through the water, each step gliding gracefully through the water as if flying. Round and round, with each loop the heads of the spectators followed, synchronous with the hippo's turns, as if mesmerized by its movements, cameras, camera phones and other gadgets at the ready. It went on like this, a few people coming and going and the hippos doing his lazy loops.

Meanwhile, I'm in Boston. The hotel has pictures of ships and naval battles decorating the walls. The oceanfront is very modern, covered with skyscrapers and broad walkways with long rows of lamps that penetrate the cold Boston Spring evenings. The lights penetrate the night, lighting even the nooks and crannies under the piers. Under one pier, there were huge torrents of water falling down from pipes below what appeared to be a lobster warehouse. I'm guessing that there were huge tanks inside full of succulent lobsters waiting to be shipped to stores nationwide.