There’s no place like home

Unfortunately, getting home is not quite as simple as clicking my heels together.  After three transit days, spent on boats, vans, buses, taxis, airplanes, and trains I am quite happily home again.  I confess I was not excited to see the large brown crusty snow drifts, nor feel the frigid chill of the wind, but all that can be endured.  On the docket today: laundry and hunting the still-closed-down-because-of-spring-festival city of Siping for an open grocery store.  I’m so close to being able to cook for myself and yet so far away.  Travel updates to come as I get life organized again!