Hey team,
We are here, yo! And let me tell you it was a bitch of a trip. The construction at JFK screwed us and we missed our connection through Beijing. Luggage was misplaced, complicated gestures were performed, confusion abounded. Couple highlights from the first 36 hours of our trip, which was all travel all the time...
Another passenger from JFK who missed her connection sort of got lumped in with us as the foreigners that the Air China staff were trying not to lose. She was older and kind of tough/pretty but in a hard-living way. She and her husband now live in Thailand and based on our interactions and several comments from passing Asian business men (who knew her name, though I couldn't catch it) I'm pretty sure she was in porn at some point.
Also, on the mini-bus to the airport hotel we stayed in a young women on our had a full-on melt down. Like, hysterically crying and rolling about in her seat. She was seemingly alone and the bus driver tried to talk her down. I'm not sure what he said but his tone wasn't all that empathetic. Anywho, at the hotel she had to basically be carried, hysterical, through the lobby by an Air China dude who was sent from the airport to keep her on the reservation. Bananas.
These experiences really added to the surreal nature of our evening. At that point, we basically hadn't slept in 24 hours and were pretty loopy anyway. Not to mention that the Beijing airport is fucking Gattaca....
Anyway, we made it to planet Mongolia and have been here for about 36 hours. More to come on that topic...
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I am pleased, though, that the yaks have yet to eat your luggage. And look on the bright side: you don't have to make the return trip anytime soon!
That's so weird because trips to Mongolia are usually smooth as Keith Sweat.
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