I’m in a small town in Missouri, and it feels about as far away from China as I can possibly get. The weather has been cool for this time of year, lower 80’s. Last night, we sat around a campfire, and I found myself thinking, what’s wrong with this picture? Why wouldn’t this happen in China, and why do I love it so much? Of course, nothing is wrong with this picture, it’s just that it’s so different than my experiences in the last six weeks. I went to China … More »
It’s 5:17am and I can’t sleep anymore. What better way to enjoy the early morning jet lag hours than to write another post about China, or rather, about being home from China? It’s still dark outside. Crickets are chirping and it’s 75 degrees. A few birds are awake, but they apparently aren’t convinced it’s morning because they only pipe up every once in a while.
Coming home has been strange. The journey took more than twenty-four hours and three separate plane rides. Exhausting and disorienting. Being home is strange, too. … More »
Thunderstorms and a high of 97 are predicted for tomorrow. We fly out of Pudong International Airport, Shanghai, at 9am, so hopefully the storms will hold off until we’re gone. In the past few days, we’ve hotel-hopped from Blue Mountain Hostel Bund to Pacific Hotel near People’s Park and now we’re at Shanghai Southern Airlines Pearl Hotel near the airport for one last night in China. The shuttle leaves at 6am tomorrow morning, and then we begin our long odyssey homeward: Shanghai to Seoul to Dallas/Fort Worth to Champaign, Illinois. … More »