Article 003. I was dreading it. A collective 30 hours in the air in the next 96 hours. It wasn’t a very wise plan, says everyone, who can’t figure out the math behind my decision for this Hong Kong trip. The Duration x Distance x Expense equation just doesn’t add up. Almost sound like I’m just doing an extended (and expensive) weekend drive to San Diego. But this is really to make up on lost time and celebrations, and because a milestone for someone whom I’ve never shown much appreciation to is all worth the miles— surprising my only sister, on her 50th, that’s what’s up. Everyone gives that sigh as I see them do the nod of approval. “ Oh what a sweet brother you are! ” If you only knew how far from the truth that is, as I reply with a grin. TSA wasn’t bad. Wasn’t bad at all. It took me literally 10 minutes to breeze through what I thought would take eternity. Was it because it was in the middle of the morning and foot traffic was at a minimum? It is the only logical explanation. It is...