I am moving to Shanghai in October for a new job. This may be the most surreal thing I have ever done. Now that the decision has been made and the ticket bought, I have begun to feel this weird mix of excitement and anxiousness. And I often find myself feeling like I am going to vomit if I think about it too much. This is going to be an amazing adventure. I know when I am old I will look back on this and be so glad got the courage and insanity to take a risk and plunge myself into the (slightly) unknown. And holy crap, I am so excited to speak Chinese and eat all of the Chinese food and hang out with millions of people on the subway again! (And although I will always be a Beijing girl at heart, I just gotta say, “Damn, Shanghai. You are beautiful!”)