philosophie.

in Beijing!

Beijing is HOT.

Roads are forever changing, but some things never change. What’s strange is that this is my 3rd time coming back in 10 years, and this time I feel the most like coming home yet feeling there are things I feel most averted to.

A girl who has the perfect Beijing-accent (or so I’m told) but has such limited Beijing slang volcabulary, told the cab driver the name of the street my home is on but unable to lead him how to get back.

But in any case, I still love it here.

This time I actually enjoyed going to Forbidden City, even though the weather was as hot as ever. I also had a White Russian at a San Li Tun bar, saw the many foreingers and terrible smell of smoke filling up the dance floor.

Many people, many cars – not as many bicyles now.

My computer for some reason cannot connect to the internet, so it’s slightly inconvenient for me to post pictures. Maybe I’ll purchase a netbook soon so I could do that.

’til then, ciao!