Firsts

First days are never easy. They're scary and dark and full of sharp corners that you will bump into if you're not looking sharp and polished.

Got into a bit of a fiasco while on transit at Frankfurt International, and since Mom and Weiming have had an earful of that already I shan't go into detail.

This nice Yugoslavian granny made the planeride so much better. I like her smile.

She reminds me of my grandmothers, both of them. I miss them very much.

And everyone at home too.