Sunrise over Hong Kong thrilling as I change planes to transit to Da Nang, a one and a half hour flight.  Sat next to a perfectly adorable Chinese couple on the 14 hour flight who had been vacationing in San Francisco, Las Vegas, and improbably, Horseshoe Bend.  When they learned I was on the way to Da Nang to finish a book I am writing, the husband said, “Ah, another Vietnam War Story.”  I corrected him, telling him this was a love story and family saga, the war was simply a compelling backdrop.  Hearing this, they insisted on hearing the entire story.  Love trumps war every time.  Boarding for Da Nang, goodbye for now.