Beijing Day, Year Six
Six years ago today, Diane and I caught a flight to San Francisco and then a second (and much longer) flight to Beijing. It was not a merry and fun time had by all, between forgetting to set the alarm, not sleeping well, and assorted other slings and arrows of international travel. (It was also perhaps the strangest way to see the Elizabeth: the Golden Age with Cae Blanchett, because I blacked out a couple of times and only recognized where I was when I woke up because I'd seen the movie twice already.)
Once there, we met two rather amazing people who made our visit to their city both enjoyable and as stress-free as could be hoped: Helen of Beijing and the Amazing Mister Zhao. We think of them often and hope that they are doing well this Year of the Horse.