In the Los Angeles airport right now -- 8 hours down, only 6 more to go. That's 14 hours in the airport, prep for the 14-hour flight to Beijing for our first layover.
Saw a union strike over minimum wage around lunchtime: Several dozen people armed with whistles and even drums, with equivalent police to match. I was busy texting on my phone typical-teenager style and barely got out of the way before they marched past.
Today's job: Shepherd eighteen college students through Air China ticketing and security to our 1:40 a.m. flight. Seventeen are here so far! I lost solidly at Egyptian Rat Race and a 90's-themed guessing game (a band called Smashing Pumpkins? never heard of it). I handed out mints and they laughed (I think they thought it was a teacher-thing to do). I have all their names down pat.
The best part is that one of the team members brought this:
No, really, the best part is that they are fun and friendly folk and I am really looking forward to the next six weeks with them. But the ukulele was a definite boost. I will be proficient by the end of summer.
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