Dormant in my dermis.

I am currently in an internet cafe near the apartment I'm staying at in Nanning. Safe and happy.

My stress regarding airport navigation was nullified by the copious amount of English in Hong Kong. The thirteen hour flight was spent neighbouring a decrepit Tibetan not a minute younger than 234 years. I think he was plucked directly from the pages of a faded national geographic. Mouth perma-gape, and OCD skin scratching that literally lasted the entire duration. He was rad though, great single-serving friend.

JP was waiting for my when I landed in Hong Kong. Smile on his face and skateboard in hand. What a greeting. We proceeded to jump on a series of shuttles, and then another 13 hour bus ride to Nanning. That seems like a lot of travel in one day, but the bus-ride was a welcome change to the spine-compressing airplane seats. Bunks were acommodated, and the 30 degree temperature was preparing sweat to burst from their assigned perforations, but the cool AC ducts provided just enough encouragement for them to remain dormant in my dermis.


Will try to post pictures later, we'll see what happens.