Wow! Am Here!

Smoky dark from the air, the city looked.

After we landed, learned that the temperature outside was 82 degrees (at 1 a.m.)

Am exhausted.  But Air China provided its passengers with three hot meals, first class service all the way!  Self kept the airline mag, even though half of it is in Chinese.

The good thing about arriving at 1 am is that:  a) The Customs people are already very sleepy; none of the passengers on my flight had their bags searched; b) There is no traffic.  Absolutely none.  c)  I get to pass by for Mang’s Chicken Inasal on the way to house of Dear Bro.  For two sticks of pork barbecue and one generous scoop of rice wrapped in a banana leaf, and one fruit drink (pineapple) I payed the equivalent of $2.  And to think I just had three hot meals at Air China.

The place was filled with people. I was amazed.  It was like Redwood City at the height of lunch hour.

Then a pair of young women sauntererd in, bright-eyed and nonchalant, acting as if it were 9 in the morning, not 2.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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