The Final Travel Log

I love China. The food is wonderful, plentiful, and cheap. Their food for the most part is healthy. Cheese is treated as a delicacy instead of a necessity like here in America. Thank your local Dairy lobbyist for that. Deep fried is almost unheard of instead they choose stir fry. Thank their local wok lobbyist for that. They love their mangos here and they have stores that only cater to your mango desires. We have stores that only cater to our cupcake desires.
They walk, bike, motorbike, take a subway or bus everywhere. They actually use public transportation. Here we are making sure the bus stops only go to certain neighborhoods. We walk in our neighborhoods not to anywhere. We drive our cars anywhere. We drive down the block if we have to go that far.
There are of course some things I will not miss. These Chinese love their museums which means long lines and waits to get in. Here in America seldom do I find a museum with a line unless there is a blockbuster traveling exhibit. The Chinese need less pride in their museums and a little less desire to know things like us. The driving is horrifying. They believe in honking horns and they do not believe in a one car distance between the car in front of you. When you drive here you do not wait for breaks in the traffic to pull out onto the road. You pull out and the break will happen. Here in America for driving like they do we shoot you or at the very least we point out your errors with our middle finger. A horn is such a waste of time.   
Of course they have a pollution problem. Which is like the type they have we have left behind in Pittsburgh and other places. But President Trump has great promise in filling the pollution gap with China. They have problems with freedom of speech but again Trump is looking into that.
Yes I love America but hey sometimes we forget in other countries lovers hold hands, dote on their children, are creative, take pride in their work, share laughter, and try to live good lives. China for me has been in part a reminder when we think of the ‘other’ it should not only be about what we see is their faults but also our commonalities and their successes. If we thought this way more about the ‘other’ there might be less other in the world.
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