Sometimes One Takes One's Motion-Sickness-Prone Self Out of One's Deserty Bubble to a Humid Climate

Three flights.
Three boarding passes.
Three airplanes.

Three journeys through security.
Two in the good ol' USA.
One in frozen Korea.

The first stamp in my passport is next to my one and only visa.

That's right.  This girl made it 15 time zones away and got to skip Single-Awareness Day altogether.  Take that, world!  Ironically, after over 17 hours on a plane she died on the bus.  You see, Hong Kong, like Provo, enjoys round-abouts...or the Asian equivalents of such.  So this motion-sick girl could not handle the bus...much like all those times she tried to take the bus between the blue and red counties back home...

The good news is Hong Kong knows it's my birthday, Korean people and Korean Air are beautiful, and there are dragons in the malls here!  Watch out HK, here I come!  I will conquer your humid climate...

And adventurize your guts out!