Racing barefoot through the Hong Kong Airport

Even after sixteen hours of not sleeping, entering the bright and sleek Hong Kong airport felt like waking up. ¬†At the Hong Kong airport I thought I’d have 4.5 hours to spare until my connecting flight to Chiang Mai, but after frantically trying and failing to get the wi-fi to work on my phone and not knowing I was supposed to fill out a form for Hong Kong Customs – thereby getting cut in the customs line by a giant group of tourists – by the time I checked in for the connecting flight I had only a little over 3 hours to spare.

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