I've lived on Lamma Island for 8 months and I still feel like a newbie.
Maybe that's why I have not written about last week's tragic ferry accident here.
There's not much I can say other than to express thanks that I wasn't on that ferry. And neither was anyone else that I care about here.
I staggered off the 7:30 ferry tonight to find myself in the middle of this condolence ceremony.
In America, I know more about Taoism and Buddhism than a lot of people. Here, my knowledge is shallow indeed.
I can pick out elements of both religions here but I'll leave it to the experts out there to tell me what all of this means.
(And I wasn't the only person -- Asian or Caucasian -- to be taking photos at this otherwise solemn ceremony.)