Made Beijing at 11 pm, being met by a very nice colleague who took off her Friday evening to greet me at the custom’s gate. After a quick ride through the hazy darkness (there have been Gobi sandstorms) I made it to the hotel, logged on, send some mails back to RTP, ate a sleeping pill and just awoke to this, my first look at China.
Sort of takes the romance out of the balloon.
yeah, question: Is it now Beijing Duck? Anyway, Forbes is right — eat it there. And other assorted body parts. Just close your eyes.