The deliverance of mold...

So...the adventure has begun! MOLD IS COMING, THE MOLD IS COMING!!!...to a Hong Kong near you! At 6.05 this morning Mom, Dad, and I pulled out of the driveway in Heath and made our way to see Cheryl at the hospital before heading to the airport. One more goodbye hug, some prayer time, and a maybe a little kissy-face...maybe. She's sick...real sick. Puking and hacking kind of sick. So, I’ll let you decide whether or not we did.

I arrived at DFW airport with enough time to check my luggage and look up and see Scott and Stephanie Crissey there to say goodbye with my parents. There were hugs, there were tears,...there was security check-in.

Then...there was a flight to Los Angeles. A delayed flight to Los Angeles. I arrived in Los Angeles with the intentions and taste buds that only an In-N-Out double meat and cheese burger could assuage. However, the time was short as the lines at the airport were long. COMMENT: LAX sucks. This is the only airport that I know of that makes you leave the terminal gates then recheck in to an International terminal. I hate the walk, and the people are rude...Welcome to America visitors!

I headed to the Cathay Pacific check in gate...HOLY LINE! But, since I had already received my boarding pass, I was ushered to the front of the line and was able to secure a bulkhead - window seat. YAY FOR ME! YAY FOR COMFORT! YAY FOR 14 hours!

I decided to celebrate... Instead of In-N-Out, I had sushi at the food court and pretended that I was enjoying it with my sushi buddy, my sister Jo Anna. But, the man sitting next to me didn't find the stories of our childhood half as amusing as she does. Awkward. He called security on me when I tried to hug him. Not really.



So because of the fore-mentioned sucking of LAX, I went through security again and headed to my gate. Gate 117. I look and...no plane. I look around...no planes anywhere near to these gates. I see nothing but busses. Evidently, my fellow passengers and I will be shuttled to our plane by bus. This will definitely be a first for moldy!

I get to the plane and it is the Asia World City 747-400…sweet looking paint job. I am extra excited because this is the model plane that I am buying for my nephew. So I jump on this bird, and take my seat.



THEN…the worst thing that can happen to someone who is “chillin’ out maxin’ and relaxin’ shootin’ some b’ball outside of…” the bulkhead. The LARGE guy shows up. And…sits right in the middle of me and the guy in the aisle. You know, the LARGE guy who flows over into your seat. I am no small dude and neither was the guy on the end of the row…so you do the math…yeah, we are talking about the plane tipping a little to the right! But…due to some unfortunate seats for the rest of his family, they were all relocated and he was replaced by a sweet little lady from South Africa.

Anywho…we are currently 5137 miles from Hong Kong, and cruising at 567 miles per hour at 32,000 feet. So far, so good on the flight. I am a little sick and already hit up the snack area looking for some noodles, but couldn’t find any. I could use some soup though!

A little nap (4 hours) and I am up again. I found the cup o’ noodles and also some little friends called Tim Tam’s. These little suckers are a-mazing! I was introduced to these Australian beauties by Kate and Clayton. Ahhhh good times with those crazies! Along with the Tim Tam’s, I found some of the world’s best butter cookies by a company called Arnott. Seriously…my life is richer because of these cookies. “If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.”

Thank you Ferris.

So where was I…ah yes. Another nap somewhere over the Pacific. Evidently the noodles did me in and off I went. Normally I would be able to tell you where I was at this point…but I never planned on napping so I didn’t take notice.

I woke up to the stewardess with the dinner cart clicking the wheels unlocked as she began to roll my dinner away. I was like, BABY GET THAT DANG CART BACK HERE AND GIVE ME SOME DINNER!!!! Of course my mother raised a gentleman, so I actually didn’t say that so much. You know,…it dawns on my right now that some of my most memorable dinners have been served in silver, wheeled carts…Cathay is no Lawry’s but hey…the idea is the same, right?

We begin dinner and it rocked. Braised beef, green beans, roasted mashed potatoes. Cheesecake with a mango puree. Puree goodness if you ask me. Good tea, good coffee, good meal, good night! Back to sleepytime I went. Next thing I know we are 20 minutes from landing into Hong Kong

::: yes…there was a window of time that was not written about…I watched a movie…no details of interest to report :::

We landed quite softly and taxied into our gate. Another look at the beast that brought us here and off to get my luggage I strolled. An hour later, after immigration and picking up my slightly damaged luggage (lost an over-the-door hook on the suit carrier Dad) I was greeted by a sign that had my last name in bold and my first and middle names smaller and not bold. I felt pretty big time, gotta be honest, I mean…”I don’t know if you this but, I’m kind of a big deal.”

Thank you Ron Burgundy.

I was shuttled to my new digs, but before my arrival, a trip to the local store for a few things. I had no idea what the room or what the amenities would look like, so I took no chances and grabbed the basics.



I grabbed my snacks, and moved in. My current temporary living quarters are quite sweet. I will try and post a movie of them.

Fully furnished apartment, dorm style, it looks like IKEA vomited in here…and they did! There are actually IKEA stickers on the bottom of everything!!!! LAUGHTER OUT LOUD GOIN’ ON UP IN HERRA!!!

Thank you URSHER. (shout out to my pancake ladies).

So yeah all in all a great trip over. I have no idea what happened to the 22nd of August…I never lived it. I went from the 21st to the 23rd. Friggin flux-capacitors and 1.21 jiggawatts.

Thank you Doc. Brown.


Oh, and …

Thank you Mom and Dad.

Thank you Cheryl.

Thank you Scott and Stephanie.

Thank you LARGE GUY.

Thank you Tim Tams.

Thank you Cathay.

It is 12.30am and I am off to sleepytime.

THANK YOU for reading.