I ate chicken on the airplane but I still feel fine. (Should I have chosen the beef? Does Salisbury steak really come from Salisbury?) The first highlight of the 12-hour plane trip came when they started showing The Dukes of Hazzard, Knoxville version. Worst movie ever. But! Dubbed into Chinese, it's HILARIOUS. I am not kidding.
It was dark when we started flying into Beijing. Total blackness, and then suddenly there was this huge orange glow under the wing, like sunrise at the planetarium. The place is HUGE. It's 20 million people but looks a lot bigger than that from the air. Things were on fire all over the city, just these pedestals of fire placed at random. Maybe they're practicing for the Olympics.
Or maybe they're trying to keep warm. I knew it would be cold, but damn. Been around minus-ten celcius, which translates to f-ing FREEZING Fahrenheit. We tried to explore a bit that night and didn't get too far before we had to duck in to an alley bar for enough warmth to survive the walk back.