Wake up early @ 5 am. Can’t get enough sleep while got awake every couple hours. Nervous? Probably. Take a quick bath, dressed up, quick pray with my wife, and drove to the airport, it was 6.30. Make a quick stop for refueling, then drove as fast as the car allowed to park gate B1. Hope i can remember the spot, i ran for checking in. Kinda late for a window seat. But “Something” cares me that morning. 25F! The last in the tail, right behind the jet engine. It’s quick flight without delay. I’ve got nervous again, kept reminding “it’s just another business meeting” didn’t work well. Arrived @ 9 am. They made me wait @ the airport until 10.30! That was very stressful! 11 am. I was made to the meeting, it’s a chinese restaurant. Dumplings! Gosh… it remind me to the office gathering last 2 weeks when we’re eating “all you can chew & swallow” dumplings. They came 5, adding 1 more surely enhance the cheer. I was in a good mood. English chatting is always easy, but kept him sat next to me is one thing, “I must” talk to him! Hahaha… Later we continue more serious talks in a cafe. No exact conclusion, I say bye to them @ 1.30 pm. Rush to the airport just facing 2 hours delay! Aarrggh! Barely ran again through the departure hall & found my car park in a glitch, got home @ 7 pm. The children’s voices and screams relieved me. My wive warm kiss & her new hair cut gave me more. What a day. I probably won’t do that again. Twice is more than enough (the first was in Singapore, years ago).