I made it safe and sound to Phuket, Thailand.

Actually, a tad better than safe. The flight that the Professor and I took from Beijing to Bangkok was overbooked. Kind of. So we got bumped... up to first class. That's right, people. We paid economy and flew first class for about 5 hours. They offered us drinks before takeoff. We had a menu with more than two options (and an hours d'ouvre option). Basically the Professor and I peed our pants every hour on the hour and twice during take off and landing. It was fantastic. There was so much room. I finished reading The Horse and His Boy on the plane. I took a fully-reclined nap. It was a nice, nice way to travel. I highly recommend flying a crappy airline to a stop-over in Southeast Asia. Only, make sure it's over full, and then make sure to tell them you must get on because you have a connecting flight.

Speaking of which, we had to wait in a terribly long queue to get through immigration in Bangkok. Fortunately that is now behind us, and we're in. The process itself was quite easy, just the waiting took forever. Note to the European Union: If you could please make the passports of your citizens say their country more clearly, it would really make my nosiness/espionage a bit less tedious. It took me a full 10 minutes to be absolutely certain the people in front of me were German. Come on! Back to business, we got our luggage, checked in in the other side of the airport, and hurried to run and sit at the terminal.

In Phuket we were picked up by a guy working for the hostel. He brought us to the place we're staying in his very pimpin' (no lie) Civic. He was nice, and his name is Rong.

Today we socialized with people from the following places:
-Spain
-New York
-Australia
-UK
-(and Rong from Phuket)
-Norway
-China

Adventure has commenced.

By the by, a ton of people going to Phuket from Bangkok were Chinese, and I know what they were saying. Hahaha! I'm a spy.

T