China?

Ah, jeez. I read that now if I want to travel to Europe I have to get a visa (though I also read that maybe I don’t).

I might as well get a visa, because the way Gary's been waking me up to show me photos of temples perched on top of spiky Chinese mountains, I suspect he may want to go to China.

He woke me up to look at that photo at two in the morning. I asked if he’d like to see that.

"No," he says, "I could never climb that high."

I just sent him a link. China for Seniors. I bet a helicopter would drop us at the top.