As I pack my suitcase for China, I am reminded of the Deana Carter song We Danced Anyway. In each of our histories, there's that "happy little foreign town," where we danced, laughed, and were in love with every minute of everyday. It's the place we find a way to go back to time and again, even if just in our memories. I am very excited about returning to China. I am ready to learn about new places, while also walking through familiar streets filled with once-in-a-lifetime memories.
