We leave home at 4 am to get taxi which was conveniently arranged by Jean's mom (thanks Herching!) and get to airport before Anything is open. My stomach is cramping as it does with bad food poisoning. The Air China people have a problem with our ticket and can only book us through to Beijing, not Denver or even Vancouver. When we get to gate we find the flight is delayed because of weather and no one knows when it will leave. A young Kunming girl, heading to the US for the first time is going to stay with her brother's friend who is Afircan American and lives In Harlem. We tell her about the US and trying to get from JFK to Harlem. I don't think she made her flight though because we were delayed two hours. We got our luggage fought our way into an elevator to check in again, waited in some horrid line only to find our seats had been taken because the Kunming folks messed up our ticket.
Leo wants this. In Beijing he managed to fall off a cart and hit his head. We are miserable. Middle seats for 12 hour flight. I had spent hours getting all seats for all flights. Blech
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I'm sorry, that sounds horrid Debbie. Air China does not have the best reputation...
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