Returned

. . .Yay! I'm back! Through God's good graces I was able to get on the planes from HK to Vancouver and then from Vancouver to Toronto, the latter flight during which I made a friend from a dancer from China! How exciting. But his English was worse than my Mandarin, so commnication was not entirely seamless. But it was cool. And even though we were both very horribly travel-worn, we managed to keep ourselves sane.
. . .=D I just saw a movie after I got home too... Guess Who's Coming to Dinner? made in uhh...1967. I cried. But I'll write a review of it later; too tired to bother to think intelligently right now...