The man who sees reality.

Today was a day off. I slept throughout the morning and spent time on my boring homework. Not much happened until in the evening when 'uncle' Ian showed up from Wales. I spent time talking to him about many questions and other subjects. For example is korfball a sport, is it not the same as netball, is the world round or flat, how does gravity work, why does gravity work on helium but not on the air, how does a plane stay up? Etc. Together we established that we agree to disagree and came up with the reasons the inventor invented korfball. We had a good blast, laughed for hours and talked for what seemed days. In fact, we'd just started when the rest of the family re-joined us. After supper, I headed out first with my aunt to meet Claudia, with whom I would be a waitress at a concert from the Russian ensemble called Lyra (http://www.lyra-singers.com). We dropped 'uncle' Ian off at the station and then went home to eat cake. And that was that. I met a welsh man who sees reality and is not afraid to speak it. Of the two welsh people I have met so far, they are quite interesting people and always like to have a talk (and fun).