Our flight from Seattle to Beijing had us sandwiched between
hoards of friendly Chinese passengers, including two families with adorable
children. They served us what ended up being our 2nd and 3rd lunches and even
the cheesiest Chinese Karaoke songs on the music channel couldn't distract us
from the discomfort of being squished into Chinese-sized economy seats for
eleven hours.
Upon arrival we walked the catwalk that is arrivals hall at
PEK, where Chris witnessed Lydia's joyful reunion with Cao Li Ping. She had
translated for Lydia a year ago, and was a superb hostess: she gave the taxi
driver directions to our hotel (they don't read maps), checked us in and took
us out for fantastic Szechuan food; dinner for her but breakfast for us,
considering we were still on Chicago time.
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