Last Scenes From China

sunset over the western hills from the apartment window

little mr crosses the street

tinctures and concoctions at the market.  sick anyone?!

to buy from a little cart

street crossing.  one lane at a time

clouds over one more chinese building

my travel bag for home.  with all the importants

my dinner in the beijing airport.  $1.30

watching the sunset.  waiting for the international flight

counting the hours before seeing Hubs for the 146th time