I have a fever and it's not going away

Pudong Airport in Shanghai on the day I left. It was officially the beginning of winter and I'm going home.

Somewhere between Shanghai and home.

The sun would've set by the time I'm home, but nothing cheered me up more than the thought of waking up to sunshine in my own bed.

Destination: home.

Yes, I know the pictures are way old.

But give me a break.

I'm sick.