yesterday we walked muslim street beijing
we went to the back of the
bus on the top floor. i can imagine all
the chinese people laughing at us in their heads. “stupid foreigners…. the top and back of the
bus? don’t they understand physics? they’re
in for a bumpy ride….” seriously. what were we thinking?
the morning was a blur of
transferring from trains to buses, back to trains, and then walking about a
half-mile to our hostel. {john also got
his first taste of a beijing
we got famous peiking duck to
lunch, and it was amazing. oh roast
duck, where have you been all my life? john
also introduced me to fried buns dipped in sweetened-condensed milk. could there be anything more incredible?
at night we went to see the
changing of the guard in tiananmen square.
it was, in a word, creepy. i feel
a little unsettled by the censorship that goes on in china. i will stop here and comment:
no facebook
no blogger
no youtube
email censorship
cameras on every corner of
any public place {even all over the great wall}
many policeman in tiananmen, i
assume to prevent protests like the one in the 80s.
too much control over what
people learn about the world outside of china.
it scared me a little bit. i was
afraid to write too much in an email for fear that some officer would come to
the hostel, handcuff me, and deport me. they
even have some sort of training program or something where people can become “volunteer
security” and, i assume, snitch on anyone who speaks against communism? i’m just speculating here.
after the changing of the
guard, we went to “little eats street” which has been dubbed by some u.s.
also, tarantula. which i would never eat under any
circumstances in my whole entire life.
they also had papaya milk
{viva taiwan
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