The Long Flight

Our flight from Chicago to Shanghai lasted just over 14 hours. We flew over a lot of wilderness - across Northern Manitoba with it's frozen lakes, across the Northwest Territories, then the Arctic Ocean, then across the white, treeless mountains and frozen rivers of Siberia. About 10 hours into the flight we began to notice some populated areas as we approached Manchuria. Half an hour later we reached Chinese airspace and a solid blanket of clouds that obscured the Earth for the rest of the trip. It had never occurred to me that, when traveling west, the sun never sets. Saturday morning blended seamlessly into Sunday afternoon.

Along the way we had a couple of meals and a snack of noodles, pictured here.