Long Trip

Sometimes I think of the slog of a long haul flight, like the one I’m about to take in four hours.

Chengdu to Beijing, then rush in the airport, hurry up and wait, rush some more.

Then LAX, then Phoenix.

But how easy this is compared to traveling a century ago, yesteryear and all that: the slow boat to and from China.

This trip would have taken a month back in the day, maybe longer. No television or movies, no Wi-Fi, no hot stewardesses (China Air)┬ápouring you ginger ale. And it’s a lot safer than the slow boat. Yet we like to complain about this and that.

My next post will be from Phoenix.

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