McDonald's

The first thing to do on a Sunday morning in America? Go and find a McDonald's! My first tentative attempts to reach something similar to a restaurant afoot soon revealed their hopelessness. Reluctantly, I went to my car - still the blind flight of last night in mind. 10 miles later I realized that being in a big city does not automatically mean to find anything helpful for getting a breakfast. But finally I was lucky again and spotted the rescueing M-sign. Cindy was eased too, as you can see on the picture below...


Afterwards, I decided that a street map could have some benefits. Personal memo: Do not ask supermarket vendors for street maps, they do not like this. Chinese gas station employees however immediately offer any kind of general purpose help. They even provide you with their phone number. Cindy was really relieved that we were now at least in possession of a map...