I’m going through photos, some editing, some thinking…and I thought I could handle looking at some photos. But, I enlarged it and I got a big lump in my throat, my arms went numb, and now I kinda feel like I want to vomit. But…this, for you my reader. The room I was locked in for over 3 hours having my life threatened and knowing what he was planning on doing. I do have a photo of “him”…but I don’t know if I can edit that one yet. (I shoot RAW).
Can you imagine if I had let it all end here? Gross.
Learned lessons:
1. don’t be so exhausted you accept help from strangers – that don’t speak Mandarin to the laoban/laobanniang (I can’t understand Mongolian).
2. never stay in a lu dian room without a window.
3. never EVER let your guard down.
4. let him think you have given up the fight and when he leasts expects it…WHAM!
5. sometimes when you ask for real help, some people do not want to get involved or help.
I hope that SOB was in a motorcycle crash.
I’ve just come across your blog and I have to say I’m incredibly impressed by your strength in posting this, good for you! I hope the b@st@rd dies a painful lonely death in a ditch somewhere. Stay strong 🙂
I’ve just come across your blog and I have to say I’m incredibly impressed by your strength in posting this, good for you! I hope the b@st@rd dies a painful lonely death in a ditch somewhere. Stay strong 🙂