Random Scrap:
I finished my trip with a visit to Shanghai. I went this time by myself taking an overnight train from Beijing falling asleep to the sounds of the American ringtones from the phones of my Chinese cabin companion. I stayed at a hostel, shared a room with a few others guys. One of them was Tom who kept writing in his notepad all the new words he learned and asked me to accompany him to Hyatt. I walked along the Pund to the offers of cheap Rolexes. On the last night we ate the best noodle from a man with a wok attached to the front of his bicycle. I visited museum in Shanghai. When I got back to California I helped Flynn moving some of his furniture to the storage and then move the rest to his new place in the Sunset District. The IKEA had accepted the chairs without any questions asked. He kept the bar stool. On the way back, driving through the Bay Bridge, I saw steam coming out from the front of the car and the gauge of the temperature rising. The radiator finally needed fixing and money and I could no longer deny that.