Two a.m. in the morning and there is no energy left to upload a couple pictures. Expect a crapload when I get back home onto my own computer.
Until then, just be satisfied in knowing that I had Chinese pastries again for the first time in years, and they were pretty amazing.
Something I notice about myself when I travel is that it always motivates me to do things, yet I can't execute any of these things because they require me being at home.
Always motivated at the wrong times.
I have this strong desire to go to Chinatown on the Orange, Red, and Gold lines when I get back to LA, solely to get food.