Suzan and I are heading to Seattle next week, so it’s time to look back on our last trip. We’re going to spend some time on the coast, so expect many shots from the ferry.
I wasn’t sure what to expect when a Chinese cab dropped me off at a Soviet aircraft carrier. What I got was a weird reflection on the fears of a past life.
Trust me, I really enjoy travel. But today I’m in a funk. Standing around an airport trying to confirm my flight doesn’t count as “travel”. Welcome to Saturday in Hong Kong, where Brian tries to fly home. Sounds easy, but it’s not.