So my last night in the United States was spent in a hotel in LA in order to catch my 7am flight to China. My last meal was a nice fatty burrito from Mexican food place called Paco's Tacos. After riding the shuttle to LAX my last minutes spent with Holly was in a Starbucks. I was quite sad as I looked into the teary eyes Holly one last time as I walked past the security checkpoint. The flight from LA to Vancouver, and then around the world to Shanghai was long, but seemed short as it was filled with half sleeping and multiple multiple movies. Flying around the world was the easy part... the actual arrival in Zhongguo (China) was an entirely another affair...
