1/26/03 - 3:45pm
Holy shit, I threw up. In the Silk Factory. First time I've vomited in prolly 15 years. That's all I feel like writing now. Oh, I might actually be able to catch the Super Bowl tomorrow at 6:30am. Let's hope I survive the rest of the night, not to mention the flight home tomorrow…
Editor's Note: Max recovered relatively quickly, without the help of his mother's suggested vodka cure-all. He even managed to wake up in time to watch the big game, but alas, it wasn't being shown. Max survived the flight home, marked once again by a Lisa Ling sighting (she was on assignment for Explorer). China made for an enjoyable trip, and some decent photos... but Max hopes that the next time he returns, he'll be able to concentrate on exploring more of the culture, and avoid so many tourist activities... particularly visiting silk factories.
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