The Plane Ride

The plane ride to China was an adventure in itself. I sat next to a Chinese family who were returning to their farm in Guilin. Since I have never taken Chinese, it was difficult to converse with the people around me. However, I found different ways to communicate and used non-verbal expression in place of words. At the end of the tiring yet interesting flight, the woman I had gotten to know introduced me to her son. He knew a few words in English, so I was able to give him a standard greeting. I realized that the plane ride to China was only the beginning of a lesson in language restricted communication.