Bye-Bye Beijing
John and I cabbed it to the east part of town to check out fmusic, a store that sells local indy music. I had a list from Adam, and we picked up almost a dozen CDs by PK 14, Hang in the Box, Joyside, Reflector, Convenience Store, and the Landscape compilation. Much good listening ahead of us along with the CDs from Stefan with Blou, Maka with Kiwa, and Mummy Troll.
This was after John bought a bike. Yes, a bike. He's hankered for a folding bike for years, and now we're schlepping this thing along with the two guitars Rod left behind. We haven't yet solved the mystery of how these things are going in the car once we get to LAX.
We had a final lunch with Haonan and Mr. Shi, the driver, who is Hong Kong gangster cool. The lazy susan was so laden with bok choy and fried pumpkin and fish roe and omelette and rice and snow peas and broccoli and dishes that got buried before I could get to them--well, that thing could hardly spin.
Was it a success? We asked. Did everything go ok? Were the bosses happy? Oh, yes, Haonan said, so happy that they want you back next year--and to go to Shanghai and Guangzhou and Changsha and Chengdu. Yay! It may all just be sweet talk, but we're glad they're pleased.
Well, the bags are packed, and we're sitting around drinking the Coke we've taken back from the restaurants. Joe the Rooster is crowing. We're sad to leave but will be glad to be back. See you guys soon.
Signing out
from Beijing
Kat
This was after John bought a bike. Yes, a bike. He's hankered for a folding bike for years, and now we're schlepping this thing along with the two guitars Rod left behind. We haven't yet solved the mystery of how these things are going in the car once we get to LAX.
We had a final lunch with Haonan and Mr. Shi, the driver, who is Hong Kong gangster cool. The lazy susan was so laden with bok choy and fried pumpkin and fish roe and omelette and rice and snow peas and broccoli and dishes that got buried before I could get to them--well, that thing could hardly spin.
Was it a success? We asked. Did everything go ok? Were the bosses happy? Oh, yes, Haonan said, so happy that they want you back next year--and to go to Shanghai and Guangzhou and Changsha and Chengdu. Yay! It may all just be sweet talk, but we're glad they're pleased.
Well, the bags are packed, and we're sitting around drinking the Coke we've taken back from the restaurants. Joe the Rooster is crowing. We're sad to leave but will be glad to be back. See you guys soon.
Signing out
from Beijing
Kat
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