Today is right at about the half-way point of the trip. (Crap, we’re gonna be leaving so soon!)
After the twenty-six hour train to Tibet, the trip to Qingdao (think: Ching-dow) is just a quick jaunt. To me at least. It might be a different story for Kristy, who’s had a little tubster of a child kicking the back of her seat the whole way.













