My Flying Pigeon and one of Beijing’s long parks.
The bike and the river park
life
First Summer Thunderstorm
First summer thunderstorm tonight.
The old ladies huddled in the lobby of my apartment building thought I looked stupid sprinting soaked through the rain with a bag of beer in one had and a wad of wet bills in the other.
I guess I did, at that.
Spring in Beijing
Spring’s here, even though it’s in the 40s, so yesterday I rode my bike down to Gulou to hang out at a new cafe and write, then got a couple beers and study Chinese at Great Leap (where else?).
The 10-kilometer ride only takes about 35 minutes and when the sky is blue, it’s hard to beat. Here’s a few pictures from the day.
Fishing poles line the lake at Houhai.
People head through the hutong to Houhai.
Walking the hutong shops.
Those tricycles I keep talking about put past the Drum and Bell Towers.
Studying Chinese at Great Leap’s hutong location.
The canal that runs past Deshengmen Watchtower is a great route for bike riding home.
Flowers are blossoming all over Beijing.
Sojourns 