oh the places my fanny pack have been!

Well, guess what? I'm in China still. There are so many cool things to see here in the land of short folks and food with eyeballs, but the lines are way too long to wait in to see everything in time in these last days of vacation. But don't worry about me, I have found the solution to my problem.

The other day we were waiting in line for 15 minutes with  no end in sight to see something Chinesey when I had the most amazing idea!

 I heard that humans over the age of 70 don't have to wait in line here. 

Hey, do you see my fanny pack? Do you think it helps me look 70? So do the locals.  Ah, the locals. I'm lying to them. I say I'm 70. They believe me. Thanks, fanny pack.

I get ushered to the very beginning of the line just like THAT! My vacation rocks.

Too bad for my friends, though. They wore purses. They have to wait in line like everybody else. I told them they shouldn't have made fun of my fanny pack (they called me a dork when I got off the plane). 

As I was getting ushered to the front of a line at something, I looked back at my friends and yelled, "See ya later, you purse-wearing DORKS!"
The last thing I remember seeing before everything went black was Miss Joan running towards me all angry-like.
I woke up like this:

Have a good weekend everyone!

(Enter my favorite daughter's giveaway going on on her blog right now. Tell 'em 70 year old Con-Con sent ya.)