Well, I'm some where. It appears to be Beijing, but it's hard to tell because I can't read a thing. Here is a picture out the window as we landed.
This is my new friend and interpreter, Honda Suzuki. Great Guy. He must be desperate for work to let me ride around on his head. It's OK once you are prepared for the fact these guys like to bow a lot, and you can shoot off at any time.
Honda was nice enough to let me chuck in this garbage can after the long flight. I look pretty white, but I'm OK now.
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Don't forget that you have to bring me back a souvier.
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