August 10, 2008

  • China

    land of father, land of my mother.

    at 10:25pm on 8/9, or 15+ hours ago, on the other side of the world, I stepped on a plane.

    I got off the plane. I picked up my bags. I walked to BART. Got picked up. went home. Used my keys to open my apartment. Put my stuff down. Went on the computer. Used the restroom. Unpacked.

    It feels so surreal.

    Berkeley is so empty compared to Shanghai. Shanghai--there was a sea of people. Even at night, it was pretty active.

    I am in love with the people of China.

    when will I get to go back?

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