Was not the art, even though I took in a couple of worthy shows (one at the Drawing Center and one at the Asia Society). It was not the talk I gave, though it was excellent to spread the word and story of the MRCC/Drift. It was not the socializing, even though that was an essential recharge, as always.
It was inspiring to see my friend Libya doing her theater work in NYC, and to compare notes about politics and everything after not having seen each other for several years, but even that is not what I'm remembering as the high point.
No, the triumph of this trip was the excursion with Red76 to Flushing, and more to the point, the discovery of some amazing Chinese food. Much better than what's available in Manhattan's Chinatown. We're talking hand-pulled noodles and northern style jiaozi. Yum!
And you know you're in a marketplace of Chinese consumers when you come across these displays of high-tech toilets!