Peeking in Beijing

One of my first impressions is “WTF is the deal with the pollution”. If someone (eg the government) told you the sky was red or white or green with pink pokadots you would simply have to believe them. It has been 6 days in china and i have not seen the sky.

A few quick definitions:
Farmer – a person who, or who’s ancestors, once leased a piece of land that could be used for growing food or similar or at least you know someone who did. These people may now own restaurants, hotels, sell souvenirs, or are tour guides but they are still Farmers.
Town – a few hundred thousand to about 5 million people is called a town. There seems to be some debate about the exact size but
City – something with 10-32 million people will generally be called a city.
Ping (cold) – as in Ping BeeJoe (cold beer) the more ping the better.

One of the best things i saw in Beijing was the astronomy museum (i know, i know NERD right?) ancient tools of astronomy set up and you can play with them. Also the food was good from duck (peeking of course), hotpot and dim sum, and random fast food places. Of course there are also hundreds of temples palaces and parks (one of which we went dragon boat racing)

I like to think (or kid myself sometimes) that i am a cultured man so i went to see an opera. If anyone invites you to a peeking opera... hit them, then run very very fast in the opposite direction. A peeking opera, unlike normal opera, involves men painting their faces putting on a dress and screeching at you - like a old female cat having its tail ripped off - for several hours. My personal theory is you are supposed to come out of it feeling happy to be alive (thank god that’s over) like jumping into a ice lake (say Baikal).