China to Kuala Lumpur
I walk into the huge new airport terminal; the sign above the door says Domestic departures. I am at Xianshan airport in Huangzhou. I had been in a bus for 1,5 hours, dreaming away about how I rescue people from a plane crash. Being awarded millions of dollars by the airline company in return and spending my days on my own deserted island afterwards. It is only until I walk up to the information desk that I am reminded that I am still in China. It has been six weeks already. China. Everybody is... Sign in to see full entry.