Rainbow Connection

Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what’s on the other side
Rainbows are visions
But only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it
But I know they’re wrong wait and see

Someday we’ll find it
That Rainbow Connection
The lovers the dreamers and me

Paul Williams and Kenny Ascher

I wonder how many people are going to ride on this rainbow today and participate with this same connection!

I have always wondered what is on “the other side”. This other side is basically everything in the world: the other side of the conversation, the other side of the ocean, the other side of the mountain, the other side of my decision.

Dad sent us a video of a racer (Ho-Pin Tung!) who rode up the 99 curves and 999 steps of Tianmen Mountain in a Land Rover, in 22 minutes and 41 seconds! So our family spent Sunday morning discussing it. Dad and I had visited it seven years ago, but I had lost all the photos (non-techie handling new iPhone … tsk) and could only rely on his for memories. My bro was asking us about the exciting things on the other side of the mountains. GASP! “WHAT OTHER SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN?” I could not even remember whether we climbed to the top (we didn’t! haha, memory hasn’t failed me). All the exciting stuffs on the other side – the cable car ride, the glass gallery walk, the sunset performance. I remembered going, but … gasp, I did not know they were on the other side. Neither did Dad, but he remembered that the night performance was set with the backdrop of the Tianmen Mountain. SIGH. How many of our memories are wired to visual photographs (rather than in our own heads)?

Memories are important. Shared memories even more so, they are a platform of connections for those who have participated, and for those who are participating as we relive and reshare them.

I really miss travelling! That kind of connection!!

9 Comments Add yours

  1. bushboy says:

    Travelling does give a certain connection 😉 thanks for joining in

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      This is a fun prompt! Thank you for coming up with it. 😀

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  2. Very interesting post. Tianmen Mountain sounds like a scary place to go for a drive!

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      Yes it is scary! Did you watch the video (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUwzWHD3Htg)? It has a panoramic view of the mountains and the minibuses crawling up the curves. This whole trip was alot of mountains and dangling in the car (cable car rides, glass walkways…) so the bus ride was probably the least unnerving … 😀

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      1. Thank you for the video link that makes it even more scary. I agree though having see the buses and cablecars, driving is the safest.

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  3. Such a lovely post, Ping. I do love how your family connects. It is solid.

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      Thanks Tracy! Yes, I enjoy how we all connect through travel stories, even when our travel styles are so different.

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  4. I miss traveling too. And that’s another place I’ll probably never get to see.

    Shared memories… yes! That’s what creates the roots of relationships to hold people together when the colors fade from the flowers.

    “Flood of colours that replaces the grey scenes…
    Raindrops are gaining colours
    Flicking off the droplets gently, feeling the breeze
    We’ll be looking at the same sky.”
    — Boris (Japanese band)

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      Hehe, yes! Also that, sometimes we may be looking at the same sky, but have to play charade to because rain/sun/cloud had made the place look different from different sides!
      One anecdote recently was when I was chatting with my Dad about Lisboa (Lisbon). He looked very stressed because he did not know where I was referring to. I started getting worried too! So I described the trams, the cathedral, the castle, the salted fish, the mercado etc etc. It was only when I mentioned pasteis de nata (Portuguese egg tarts) that we found the connection…. “PORTUGAL!” He remembered it as Portugal, while I remembered it as Lisboa / Lisbon. Phew!!

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