puddle hopping

Hello all,
I have many a great story to tell you about puddle hopping. But because i know how tedious long blogs can be, i have done my best to condense everything. But its still uber long... sorry.

1: Newark Airport = the shit (for those of you over 40 this is a slang sentence for awesome) totally empty with great hide and seek potential as well as hundreds of potential awesome picture places. - wait time: 3 hours - was talked up by 2 very drunk very republican 20 something energy salesmen for an hour before boarding. they were friendly folks.
2: skip and a jump to Houston = not too bad - 3 hours 40 min
3: Houston Airport = eh, fine. wait time: 2 hours mood: when i realized i had a 13 hour flight ahead of me, i died a little inside
4: puddle hop to Tokyo = best flight ever taken, EVER: again, the shit. time: 13 hours 25 min. I had an isle sea, with no one sitting next to me. Here are the reasons flying overseas with Continental rock. 1 free food (and free Haagen Dazs) 2 mini tvs with over 125 movies and programs (free) and like, hundreds of free songs and games at your fingertips. (picture enclosed)
5: Tokyo layover = horrible. wait time: 4 hours, things to do: nothing (no venders no wi fi no cell service no money no place to go) (i felt like i was in quarantine)
6: puddle jump to Beijing = North West is not half as cool as Continental let me tell you. tiny little lame TVs, worse food and a seat mate. uncool. time: 3 hours
7: Beijing Airport= large and in charge. wait time: nada took 20 minutes to get my bags and get though customs and find my host family. awesome.
8: bed time like whoa

and now i am here, and now i will end this post. wish me luck.
A.