Change of Address
It’s been a long time, I know.
As I no longer live in Beijing, this blog will no longer be updated (sob). If you are interested in life in Cape Town, South Africa, try out my new blog: chickenandwolf.tumblr.com
How do you know when its summer in South Africa?
When the sun is shining on your back, you have a cold beer in your hand and you can smell that smokey braai aroma in the air.
This is my last post from the Northern Capital (how did the time go by so fast??) and when it publishes I will probably be at Dubai International, looking fantastic after a 9 hour flight. Fun times.
I’ll leave you with Beijing’s most famous modern building - the CCTV headquarters in Guomao. This is where everything on TV gets censored so as to not confuse the public with any “strange” ideas. Bless them.
Farewell lovely Beijing, it’s been real and I’m going to miss the hell outta ya.
I am also going to miss walking down the street and coming across a group of men completely engrossed in a game of Chinese Chess. There is always time for Chinese Chess in Beijing - whether it be day or night, sweltering summer (when I took the pics above) or icy cold winter.
I just sometimes wonder why one never sees women playing.
There are so many things I am going to miss about Beijing. One of those being the numerous and varied street stores that are located conveniently on your door step.
On just one sidewalk, you can get your keys copied, have your shoes re-heeled, buy a pomelo or purchase popcorn freshly made before your eyes.
Somehow, Beijing manages to create space for both the formal and informal economies, where they harmoniously operate side-by-side. Unless the police are on a mission. Then the little guys are screwed, of course, as they always are in this corporate world of ours.
I am leaving Beijing on Saturday. Heading back to the homeland and have no idea when I will be back in the Middle Country. Hasn’t quite sunk in. All I know is that before I leave, it is my duty to inform those living here about the pumpkin pie sold at the Bridge Cafe in Wudaokou. That pie is like heaven on a plate. You must try it. Go now.
Cat in blue doorway - Sirena, Beijing.
Keeping with the tea theme… here we have a Chinese tea tasting.
I love the way the Chinese treat tea drinking like a form of art. You would be amazed at how complicated it is to get that perfect cup of tea.
How sweet is this teabag? I love the attention to detail!
A kite shop in Beijing.
China has a long history with kites, with some saying that the kite even originated here back in the 200s BC. Today, they remain popular and you can often see them colouring the sky, especially around the Olympic Park.
What is interesting is that some clever people in Beijing, who call themselves Float, have developed a kite that can measure air pollution, offering people an alternative to government statistics that may or may not be correct.
According to Float, for 3 weeks between July and August this year, there were only 2 healthy “blue sky” days. The government claimed that there were 9. What is worse, is that Float says there were 8 severely unhealthy days. Geez Louise. No wonder Kate and I can hardly get out of bed in the morning. We’re being poisoned here.