I tried to finish the post about the train trip to Xinjiang, but the interwebz would not cooperate last night. I'm about to head to the airport for the long trip home. I can't say I'm looking forward to the trip. I still have an intermittent cough, and last night, a mosquito - yes, a mosquito, in Beijing, at the beginning of March - scored multiple hits, including one on my eyelid, so I look I've been punched. Lovely. I can sort of open my eye but would rather not.
Oh well, it's been an amazing trip, and all things are possible with coffee, so I'm having a cup now. Cheers!