With one flight and an unnecessary number of in-flights films under my belt, I strolled off the plane and past the temperature sensors, which confirmed to all the world that I was not a raging ball of feverish disease and was probably okay to let in.
This wasn't my first time in Hong Kong though. Last time I flew to Australia I had a stop over in Hong Kong and that was when I learned that it meant fragrant port (not quite as fragrant now) because of the nice smelly things they used to trade in
So, where was I... Oh yes, I was sitting in the waiting area, attracting interested looks - turns out even in an international airport, a 6ft tall laowai (foreigner) with a tattoo up his arm is worth a look see. On the plane from Hong Kong to Shanghai I managed to collapse into a slumber-type arrangement for an hour or two - thanks be to whichever deity holds sway on Dragon Air flights!
I finally got into Shanghai ( 上海 ) just after midday to be met by a very smiley driver with 4 A4 signs, which he shuffled through until we found my name and exchanged huge grins of mutual understanding...that's my name, I'm that person. One down, 4 to go. He gestured me to a line of benches where I joined the masses and tried not to fall asleep and drool on any locals. The rest of the teachers arrived in dribs and drabs and, in the interim I went with Jack, one of the other teachers, to grab my first bite to eat in China. I'd love to tell you that I got myself some exotic dumplings with miscellaneous animal bits hanging out the sides but alas, no. Burger King was my first culinary adventure of the East. Sorry world...
On the plus side, I did discover something that Chinese Burger Kings can offer the world...a quadruple bacon cheese burger! Who needs that many burgers in a burger!? The thought that someone sat down in front of a triple bacon cheeseburger one day and thought "Wait a minute...what if there was...no...could I? Yes! Four burgers!" will keep me going when things get tough...
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