This time literally - a flight not my motorcycle. Am sitting at terminal 6 waiting for the flight to Seoul. Cute little Korean kids are running around.
My original plan was to stay in Dongcheng district, dump my stuff and head off to Shangdong. Now George offered me to stay w them - I said ok - some place in old beijing that's built the old style - cool. I still plan to give a day and go to Taishan. Take a direct train with peasants on what they call a 'hard seat' and climb Taoism's most imp mountain - Mt. Tai. It has a few thousand steps. George hadn't told me about the wedding rehearsal on Friday night - so I gotto be back in beijing by then. I spent last night getting my stuff in order. Fun!
So what do I feel before flight - well the unknowns are dramatically reduced because George is picking me up and we go to where everyone is. Let's see what happens. Me needs some juice.
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