What an insane week. I just returned from Shanghai yesterday, traveling from 6:15am until near 11am, over more than 200 miles, to sit down at my desk and wage a battle with the meaning destroyer until work finished at 6pm.
Read MoreThe pounding inside my head is louder than ever as Rafa joins us in the room and throws the curtains wide open, exposing the light of noon.
Read MoreThe midday sun is bright in the atrium outside of our window, we've woken up at noon but only slept for 4 or 5 hours. We smoke a cigarette to ease the vodka's punishment of our brains and leave the hotel on our way to brunch.
Read MoreHoly s***. I'm here in Shanghai. An initial shock gets my travel adrenaline pumping when Marco (my Italian contact, friend and employer in China) is nowhere to be found.
Read MoreI’ve checked my bags and am going through security at the Tom Bradley International terminal at LAX, and after a few goodbye phone calls I board a plane bound for Seoul, South Korea.
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