I enjoy amateur radio every day.
I'm looking forward to receiving the high-performance radio equipment from Japan in about 30 days.
This is communication using shortwave radio at 7MHz.
'CQ CQ CQ This is JI1FGX / DU 9 from Mindanao, Philippines!'.
I'm happy to be able to shout out in Japanese like this.
Being able to speak Japanese anytime is a blessing.
But Gigi doesn't seem to understand what 'Why do we still communicate using such an ugly method when we have cell phones and the internet?' means.
Yes, it's my own world that no one else can understand... It's been the same since I was doing it in Japan.
Unreliable communications. Sometimes faint signals heard from the other side of the world. Call signs that require all your senses to listen carefully.
The Morse code communication seen in the movie Titanic. The only place that still exists today is in amateur radio.
When Gigi is out during the day, I'm the only one shouting at the top of my lungs.
The children have also memorized the phrase 'CQ CQ CQ'.
When Gigi comes back, she sits next to me with headphones on, watching TV on the internet or chatting.
At this time, Lily and Loroy are fast asleep at my feet.