I got up this morning at 5AM Hangzhou. I looked out the window and it was raining. I got dressed, took my things and went downstairs. I gave my key card back to reception. I walked into the cold, wet morning. The streetlights were still on. I walked across the road and got a taxi. Ni hao. I gave the friendly chinese man a piece of paper with chinese scribbles on it. It said take me to the airport. I think. We didn't speak much. If we spoke, we didn't understand each other. He offered me a cigarette. We both understood that. ¥120. xie xie ni. Checked in with my passport for the flight back to Shenzhen. Got on the plane. Slept. Woke up loo
Just did some head shots for one of my friends earlier. He's leaving Hong Kong for Seattle on Tuesday. Let me know what you think :) Today I'm in Hong Kong for a month and a half. Kind of feels like years on the one side, but a couple of hours on the other side. Time is so wierd..