Shangahied

I'm still a little foggy from the trip. The journey was 17 hours, most of it spent sitting on an airplane. By the time I got to the hotel, it had been 24 hours without sleep. Not counting the three or four cat naps on the planes. Brutal. I have arrived though, and got some sleep, and I am know looking out my window at a small piece of Shanghai. God I hope that's fog outside my window. The next few days should be the hardest, I need to figure out the subways, and find a few food places that can handle my outrageous American culinary demands. But most importantly, where is the Venti. More soon....