Random thoughts after three weeks on the road…
Back in Beijing and it’s now fall. Fall is easily the loveliest time of the year here in the city of imperial dust. Unfortunately, it’s also the shortest season. How short? Last year I missed it because I had a meeting that afternoon.
Taking advantage of the weather and the holiday, YJ and I trekked over to Haidian Park for the first day of the Modern Sky Festival. Coolest moment: braving a short cloudburst with 500 or so Chinese hippies as the band Sound Fragment (声音碎片) played onstage and took us through the rain and out the other side into a (rare) gorgeous sunset behind the Western Hills.
Least cool moment: As much as I (and others) like to complain about Chinese crowd behavior on the subway, in the mall, etc. One place where it kind of works is at an outdoor concert with festival seating. In fact, the real douchebags pushing and shoving their way drunkenly through the crowd are usually the Lao Wai.
(Yeah, I’m looking at you drunk China newbie with the Jägermeister thundersticks shoving your way to the front midway through Second Hand Rose’s set.)
Funniest moment: Douchebag’s