I'm just sitting in my room reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" because today is the last day Beijing has before 10/1 (National Day) to practice for the big ceremony, so my only access to inner Beijing is cut off at 3:30. That means, even if I did go somewhere on the 1 line (it's much like Paris: the 1 line goes straight through the city, hitting all the popular places), I would not be able to get back to my place.
I was originally going to go to a really cool bookstore called The Bookworm to check out some new books and make some expat friends and then watch a new movie that's supposed to be about the Chinese Civil War -- oh, you know which one I'm talking about. The civil war really became juicy in 1946 and in a few years' time, the Communist Party of China pushed the Kuomintang (Chinese Nationalist Party) to Taiwan. Thus, October 1st marks the 60th Anniversary of the Communist Party of China's rule over China. Oh, and that's why this movie came out.
My plans for the day have become significantly more boring. But then I get this call from my mom and she says to me, "Your dad just bought a house in Beijing!" Then I laugh and she laughs for a long time, and she says to me, "Seriously. He did."
What the Hell?
Friday, September 18, 2009
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