there and back again

Home again, home again…

We’re almost home, and it’s feeling unreal. Hello, and welcome back to expensive America. Or expensive Western Hemisphere, depending on how you look at it. We had such a lovely trip. But I think I’m now addicted to shopping. and Coke. Great.

My first experience learning Photoshop was… in Chinese. Terrifying? A little. But I have “good color sense,” and i even believe that compliment was genuine. The surprised tone gave it away. The cynical side of me whispers “boss’s daughter syndrome” but something else in me just smiles and tells the inner cynic to shut up.

I’ve come away with more Chinese than most Americans will ever learn, but it feels like a drop in the bucket. The reservoir-sized bucket. 

And now we’re leaving, and just when I’d learned enough to shock the sales ladies by bargaining in their language…