So far, my impression of this city is one of constant activity - just from sitting in my hotel room, I can hear the constant buzz of life with tooting horns and trucks rolling by. Definitely a lively place!
My plane ride was long. Really long. Desperately loooooooong. After reaching Chicago, we had a very long ride to Hong Kong - 15 hours, but that jumped to 17 hours after a 2 hour delay for 'engine trouble'. My colleague is convinced that with all the extra security around, it was not engine trouble at all, but something more terrorist related. I wasn't too sure I wanted to travel over the Bering Sea with engine trouble - or terrorist trouble. But we landed safely in Hong Kong and traveled on to Vietnam smoothly.
If you are wondering what I did for all those long hours, here's a rundown: I slept for about 2 hours - I listened to Kabul Beauty School on disc, and I watched a bazillion movies. I listened to my favorite music, and when I was too much of a zombie to do anything, I just sat. I had twin babies behind me that screamed...that's right...screamed throughout the 15 hours - maybe for half the time on and off again. This made me treasure my children sooooo much. Mainly for the fact that I didn't have to keep them entertained while I was in zombie-land, but also because we never had that kind of experience with them on a plane.
So there's my low-down. More later.
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