The Shortest day

Shortest day of my life, but somehow it seemed like the longest. Then again I don’t know how I should put it, I’ve been up for 24 hours.
Whenever I would start to fall asleep I would be suddenly awakened by Daniel kicking my chair or suddenly shaking it because he was angry at the movie for some reason. Sometimes I wondered why he was staying behind someone trying to sleep.
When we arrived at the waiting lines for customs and quarantine the funny thing was that we got moved to the Chinese Nationalist’s line.
Out tour guide Lydia actually speaks good english and can explain things to us in very high detail.
At the peking duck ceremony Janieve and I didn’t really eat anything. Instead we watched everyone else eat it.