Whew, 22 hours transit time is a long poke, especially when it starts at 5:30 a.m., so you aren't able to sleep for the long leg across the Pacific! Looking back, it is all a blur of airplane meals (six of them?) and movies. The best I saw was The Joy Luck Club, culturally appropriate for a trip from China. But here we are back in Maine, having been picked up at the airport by Erika. We find that in our absence Dayton was in the news for having a domestic shooting incident and a 4.0 earthquake. Good thing we were away in the relative safety of China. Now we are reveling in having (1) western bathrooms, (2) drinkable tap water, (3) sheets on the bed as opposed to hot comforters, and (4) peanut butter. We're
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