Here I am: my first morning in Hong Kong. I have slept very little for the past three days, and yet (I think I speak for our group), we’re all extremely energized and excited to take this adventure together.
But before we get into Hong Kong, a few thoughts about the flight over. Our flight to San Francisco was, frankly, like any domestic flight within the U.S—cramped and humid with the musty smell of various bodily odors that accompany cramped quarters. In short: completely un-noteworthy. And slightly foul-smelling.
