My love, I have eaten my beef-rice plane-food which came with a piece of orange, a piece of melon, and a piece of pineapple. I ate the brownie that came with it, and I ate Josh's too. I drank the orange juice, and the beers, and the purple covered peanuts before settling to watch some French comedy movie.  I passed out for an hour or so. Upon waking, I have starred at the screen above, which shows the flight path of the airline, first in English, and then in Chinese. We are officially in Asia now, flying directly over Harbin, China, which is north of Seoul, Korea. My butt aches and my back longingly looks forward to one of the inevitably Asia-hard bed that will straighten it out. We've been flying now for 9hrs 37min, with another 2hrs 13min to Zhengzhou - our first stop in China. It is -48°C at our flying altitude of 11,000m, and we are travelling at 744km/hr (slower now than the 851km/hr before we had reached the Asia landmass). I know all this because the ceiling mounted monitor keeps cycling through the informational screens, and my attention span in this dark cabin can't seem to shake the desire to watch the slowly updating information, over, and over, and over again. I can't wait to be on solid ground to stretch the legs, and be able to find a WiFi spot to send this message to you. My body feels discombobulated. The only thing certain in life right now, is my deep yearning for you... And the reality that I still need to board three more planes before my destination! I miss you.