Hello,
Yes! This thing still works. Now normally this would not work in China but thanks to the ol' remote desktop it thinks I'm over in California. That is definitely a hole in China's tight web of security.
I've decided the main reason why I like flying. it forces you to spend long hours of time with yourself. take-off, talking with the guy next to me that looks and sounds like one of the doctors from MASH, and settling myself into the nest of blanket, snacks, pillow, bottle of water, laptop, kindle, ipod, and more wires then are needed all takes about an hour. Then you have to come up with things to do for the next 13.
One netflix film killed off the partially charged laptop, a spacious but inconveniently placed seat on the plane canceled out the chance to really get into any of the six films but an attempt was made, and sleep always erases a few here and there.
But in the end I have time to think. and I think about how I need to make more time to think. lay on a blanket in a park and think, find someone with a giant trampoline and lay on it and think. for some reason i always picture clouds along with this thinking. and i see in my mind all the people i need to contact to say hi or the goals that need to be pursued - how am i going to make egyptian food for jamie? how do i get enough addresses to hand write letters to? why are the italian lessons going so slow? what would i write about on the old travel blog and there's only two people that read it anyway?
then, with enough hours come the answers. just use epicurious, buy the stuff and make it, people eat in egypt everyday, they must make something. i have a few addresses, that's all the start I need. it only goes slow when i don't listen to them. write something, i have never known what to write, ever. just start and try not to over think it.
(to ryan and jasmine)
your friend,
chad
