Goings and Comings
I returned from a business trip to Shanghai, China last Friday. Walking on one-hour-airplane-sleep fumes, I managed to find the customs line with the help of a fellow traveler from work. Soon after, I popped out into PDX where I was greeting by Janette, Gabriel, Hannah, and my dad.
Gabriel ran up to me, laughing, a play mustache hanging from his lip. "Ah, hi, recognize me?" he managed between giggles. We hugged.
Hannah sat in her wheelchair, taking in the scene nearby with dazed, I'm-up-too-early red eyes. I took a few steps forward and embraced her. She grabbed my head absently, and I stepped back.
"Hi, Hannah."
Janette got a brief hug, I think (sorry, honey, I was still jet lagged), and we started down the concourse, heading toward the elevators. On the way, Hannah ducked out of sleep and started processing as she rode beside me.
"Hi... dad... la, la, la."
Greeting. Request. Simple enough.
My throat still a little raw from travel (and probably pollution), I began to sing as we approached the elevator. It was good to be home.
-- Dad
Comments
Was that a xxxxx [workplace] trip to Shanghai? Looks like I would have gotten my chance after all if I'd stuck around another couple of years. Didn't I always say I wanted to be outsourced to China?
Posted by: Jon | October 19, 2008 02:03 AM
Yep, a work trip w/ my current (your previous) company. My first time outside of North America, in fact. Long flight, cool city, lots of work on the business side....
Posted by: Dad at Kintropy | October 19, 2008 03:03 AM