By Circles and Dots and Other Distractions on March 30, 2014
It only took me six months of living in China to make it to Beijing. The reason I hadn't gone was because I kept waiting for a time when Michael could go, and there just wasn't ever one. He said he didn't care to go anyway, and I found some Hult students who wanted to go, so off I went, with two really tall German guys.When I think of Beijing, I will ever think of: walking forever losing my hair elastic and getting the rat's nest of fury getting my tongue and brain flustered between Chinese, English, and German my phone running out of juice every single day soldiers all over the place the awesome hike on the Great Wall Our flight was delayed, but awesomely, the airlines passed out hot dinners to everyone.We arrived around midnight at a tiny airport south of Beijing, so we didn't go to bed until pretty late. . . .