The Chinese Grandfathers on the Bridge

This is the little Chinese style bridge near the boathouse in the Lake Gardens. Usually there are Chinese grandfathers hanging around there whiling away the time. They usually don't do or say anything, just sit there and look at each other, day after day after day. It's like a Chinese version of "Waiting for Godot", except that the Vladimir's and Estragon's seem to change everyday. Maybe that's the whole point . . . and the grandfathers are actually part of some sort of nihilistic existential presentation. Maybe they are actually trying to "out-Beckett", Samuel Beckett. Or maybe they are just lonely old men with nothing else to do. I prefer the former to the latter, because if the latter is true, then it's one of the saddest things I've seen in a while . . .