One of the first things I noticed driving in from the airport was the traffic in Beijing. The traffic signals are just suggestions, the lines on the road are there for moral support, and whenever anyone does anything that remotely impedes your progress it is appropriate to honk your horn, regardless of who is technically correct. In fact correctness seems to be determined mostly by stubbornness and size…

I went to the Forbidden City last week. Unfortunately I couldn’t really enjoy it. My mind is always on my problems…