I got up this morning at 5AM Hangzhou. I looked out the window and it was raining. I got dressed, took my things and went downstairs. I gave my key card back to reception. I walked into the cold, wet morning. The streetlights were still on. I walked across the road and got a taxi. Ni hao. I gave the friendly chinese man a piece of paper with chinese scribbles on it. It said take me to the airport. I think. We didn't speak much. If we spoke, we didn't understand each other. He offered me a cigarette. We both understood that. ¥120. xie xie ni. Checked in with my passport for the flight back to Shenzhen. Got on the plane. Slept. Woke up loo