Giving Thanks at Thirty Thousand Feet

My alarm went off at 4.30 this morning — criminally early. I staggered out of bed, stuffed a few things in a bag, double-checked I had the paperwork I needed, and caught a taxi to the airport. I was heading to Shenzhen, and from there to Hong Kong, where I am sorting out some visa issues before I return to Chengdu next week. I boarded the Chengdu Airlines flight at seven, and was surprised to see the cabin adorned with …