Early morning, Christmas Eve. For the first time in my life, I wasn't running around the house listening to holiday music- instead, I was throwing my backpack in the trunk preparing for an Oriental adventure! As hard as it was for me to miss out on my favorite holiday with my family at home in Kentucky, I knew the experience ahead would be worth it.
The flight from Cincinnati to Beijing took an interesting route. When I pictured it in my head, I thought "oh you know, we'll fly over the whole USA, over the pacific, and plop down in China." In reality, considering the circular shape of the globe (yes, I know, I'm a genius) we ended up flying up through Canada, and... WE FLEW OVER THE NORTH POLE ON CHRISTMAS EVE!! Yes, I saw Santa.
After watching 4 separate movies in full, and not sleeping a wink, John and I arrived in the super nice and modern Beijing airport!
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