I woke up early in the morning. Had breakfast before most people were even up, then went straight to the airport. The sky line ride to the airport was cool, you get a view of most of the city and then it seems to just disappear into the distance. Then you get to warehouses and then the airport appears. I don't think I have ever seen so many Chinese people than I did at the airport. I have seen more people in this short time, at the airport, than I have all the times I have been to the China towns in New York City and in London. I spent the whole afternoon the airport, I didn't get a single thing accomplished. I wanted to speak to a representative of American Airlines, they were closed. They were only open if there was a flight and there was no flight. I spoke to somebody from British Airways who I knew were an affiliated company of American Airlines and asked if I could use the vouchers on one of their flights. The lady explained that the voucher can only be used on either American Airline flights, or a code share flight. The code share flights are ones that other companies operate for American Airlines. Unfortunately for me, there were American Airlines flights to London from Vancouver so I couldn't use British Airways. She offered me a ticket but it was far too much money, it was over £1000. The American Airlines flights stopped off and Dallas so I definitely couldn't take them. I was at a loss. I didn't know what to do. I called my mother and father back in England to explain the situation, like always, rather than sympathising they were angry. I didn't care really, I hadn't done anything wrong and there wasn't anything I could do to resolve the situation. I went back to the hostel. It was now evening now. I ate some pasta, played some cards with the people in the common area, I had some beers there, then went out to town with Jack Chris and some other guys, it was their last night after all. This girls from New York had just arrived, she was sleeping in the bed under Chris. She had already started drinking vodka. She claimed she could handle her drink but I beg to differ. I noticed in the toilet after she had been in was full of sick. She had try to disguise this fact but I wasn't having any of it. I never said anything though, didn't want to offend her. Chris and myself were getting ready to go out for a bit and she started chatting to us. We stood around for a bit, then I heard the loudest fart noise ever. At first I thought it was Chris, he me, when we realised it was her, we tried to contain our laughter. It was clear we were both in hysterics inside, also very disgusted. She didn't know us, we didn't know her and she just did a massive fart. The sort that mates do together to try and outdo each other. It was so funny but so wrong at the same time.