I would liken my current facial expression to that of the infamous Grumpy Cat.
In other words: me no happy.
In other words: sometimes, traveling can be the most frustrating thing.
When I get angry or upset, I have an awful habit of bursting into tears. I was upset in an elevator today. Luckily, I only had one of the ever-present China cameras as witness. Today has been a collection of the little things, mistakes and backtracking and the occasional moment of incompetence (mostly not by me, thank you). This is technically the first time I’ve traveled outside of America by myself. I’m figuring it out along the way, and with that comes trial and error. Mostly error, and mostly frustration.
I woke up at 6am, got to the airport by 6:50am, left Singapore by 9:30am, landed in Beijing by 3:24pm, and will leave for America by 9:00pm.
Oh, whoops. Better go line up.