The trip to China was long. It took two hours to drive to LAX, two hours to fly to Vancouver, two hours to wait for my plane, and eleven and a half hours to fly from Vancouver to Beijing. Still, there was an awful lot of pretty scenery to look at.

It was sad saying goodbye to my parents at the terminal. I walked up the stairs and through security, and realized that I was now pretty committed to this trip. I found myself a bit nervous.

The Air Canada area of the terminal sucks, because it's directly over the baggage loading dock. Every few seconds there is a loud bang and the floor shutters. It started to make me sick to my stomach after a while. When we finally got on the plane, it was cramped and uncomfortable. I started to get worried about the eleven hour trip from Vancouver to Beijing.

Once we took off, I entertained myself by taking pictures out the window:

Santa Monica

Arrive Vancouver

Ice on Window

Cascades

Lake Tahoe

Los Angeles