Learning to Like Beijing

Hi everyone! It’s your host┬áMark Wu here. Beijing is getting it’s Autumn color, which you can barely see through the “autumn fog” that surrounds it. It’s an interesting feeling actually, because hen it gets colder, it starts to get more moist. And the old buildings and chunks of non-breathing concrete that surrounds you starts to smell. But it’s more than a smell, it’s more of a feeling.

That feeling is not a warm nice feeling, but something that you have to stay in Beijing for years for to learn to like. You feel like you need to get up and do things to get things done. It motivates you, rather than makes you still. Indeed, winter is the time to get shit done in China. And that’s exactly what I am set out to do. Which means, more blog writing to keep my fingers warm for example.

Do you like my new header image? I had it custom made to my mood of the season. Here is a poem I recently wrote:

Beijing, at first I was curious.

Soon, I learned to hate you.

Then I met you and here I am.

Afraid that if I leave you, I will be haunted with memories of a beauty that will never be understood.

That sums up my mood! And since this trip is not for ever, it will haunt me anyway.. sooner or later.

One Comment

  1. Sondra Shine

    Wicked stuff man. I like your poem, it tells about how unique place Beijing is. Doesn’t it!

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