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Flight #27 landed at the runway and I raced for the airport bathrooms, only to discover that the people waiting on line were animals. I guess that I've really gotten nice through the years because people were cutting in front of me and I didn't curse at them. All of a sudden, Grace developed this new personality which is similar to the New Yorker attitude. I soon discover that in order to survive here, I had to have my New Yorker attitude. From this point on, Grace and I had a role reversal where she became my P "Motherfish" Grace and I've become P "Daughterfish" Sue. Wowo picked us up at the airport and drove us to our hotel. Even though it's 10:45pm, the traffic was wild. Drivers don't drive on designated/marked lanes. Wowo's remark was, "There's no such thing as lanes. Pedestrians do not have the right of way." There was one incident where I thought that the father had accidentally left one of his child behind while driving because the child ran towards the car and then knocked on the window, it turns out that the child (approx 7-10 years old) is a street beggar. I also hear that some of these beggars "rent" babies to paint an attractive picture. |
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