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Flying To Hong Kong

Not today.

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JFK TERMINAL 8, New York City– I haven’t paid for a flight since June. Armenia, Denmark, Hong Kong — three trips, two projects, one speaking event. Not bad. On this flight to Hong Kong I was booked in premium economy. There’s more leg room and arm space than I need — I’m used to sitting with the cows and chickens — but I take it.

I’m more exited that I anticipated to be going to Hong Kong — back into the Chinese world, a place that I have been nearly a dozen times, on the threshold of the east and west, the old and modern, new type governance vs. the wild west. I miss China bad. That’s where I established myself as a writer; that’s where people first started wanting to hear what I had to say. I transformed there — I went in a travel blogger and came out a whatever I am now. I like whatever I am now. It’s pretty close to what I imagined doing when I would pace around in the fields of WNY as a kid daydreaming about the adventures I would have in far off lands … If those visions were my bull’s eye then I guess I hit the red ring around it. Not bad.

I sat in that big, comfortable seat on that plane for three hours and went nowhere. Flight cancelled.


Filed under: Air Travel, Hong Kong

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I am the founder and editor of Vagabond Journey. I’ve been traveling the world since 1999, through 90 countries. I am the author of the book, Ghost Cities of China and have written for The Guardian, Forbes, Bloomberg, The Diplomat, the South China Morning Post, and other publications. has written 3691 posts on Vagabond Journey. Contact the author.

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