Friday, September 4, 2009

Day 4 The Never Ending Journey Home

Up at 5 to find Tanya already dressed and reading the paper, again. Down to breakfast and out the door to the bus where we had yet another opportunity to shop. It was akin to a shark feeding frenzy as the friends saw one last opportunity to BUY!!! And buy they did! Silk bags, Rolex watches (that have so many dials and knobs which don't seem to do anything...hmmm...and some didn't even work, they were dubbed Folex watches).

In preparing to leave one in our group did some laundry the night before. Unfortunately the clothes (i.e. socks and chonies) did not dry. Well true love to the rescue. His wife went over and used the blow dryer to dry them. At breakfast he proclaimed this true love's great act . (The names have not been revealed to protect the couple from needling. (Does that work C & T?))

Still Day 4

Got to the China airport and found a wi-fi connection however my blog and facebook were both blocked so could not get blog loaded up. The flight was an hour late taking off and we had to rush just to get the connecting plane to San Fran (I was sure they would hold it as there were quite a few of us that were scheduled to be on the plane from China). In S.F. almost got in on an earlier flight but only one open seat and could not leave my peeps behind. The S.F. airport charges for wi-fi so still didn't get blogging done. Instead we spralled out and tried to catch some zzzz's. Our plane into Portland got in early and I called my taxi service (that's how my brother answers his cell phone now) and he is delayed in Beaverton. So now we are again crashing out on catches waiting to get our ride home and still no wi-fi to load blog.

We didn't get much of a chance to say goodbye to everyone. The bus ride to the airport from the motel was filled with "Thank you"s for and from our bus captain and assistant captains and for and from our tour guide and for our bus driver who did not get in one accident. We were asked even to sing a kingdom song by our guide who "knew who we were". There were quick hugs in San Fran around the luggage carousel for the few that had made it that far and we dispersed to our seperate gates to catch connecting flights.

By the time you read this we (Damoudes & I) will be home and on our way to a full nights sleep and maybe a little more than just a full night. Even with the long travel I don't think there is anyone in our group who would say that they would trade the experience.

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