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Beijing

 

Took a taxi to Tiananmen Square (which I now know how to spell correctly). The ceremonial flag rasing was quite a... ceremony!

Several thousand people gathered behind barricades near the center of the square.  I stood in a group of about a hundred people about fifty yards away, outside the gates of the Forbidden City.  At 4.50 a platoon of Chinese soldiers, followed by a seventy-piece military band, goose-steeped out of the palace complex, crossed the square and ran the flag up its staff with the band playing, what I presume was, the Chinese national anthem.   It was all very solemn; no singing along, no clapping or cheering at the end.

I was (to use the vernacular of the deluded tourist) one of the very few westerners present.

On the way back, the taxi driver had the radio tuned to a station playing Chinese pop music. It sounded very like the synth-based music popular in the west in the 80s and 90s (maybe it was an oldies station?).  Obviously I couldn't understand the lyrics, or what the DJ was saying, but I'm happy to report that the Mandarin for 'FM' is 'FM'. 

A very long nap!

Dateline: Beijing 

I managed to stay awake until 8.30pm (8.30 am in the US).  Go to sleep on local time has always been my strategy for dealing with jet-lag.  Unfortunately I woke up at 3am and am now in my (very lovely) hotel room waiting for the city to wake up.

Now where's that room service menu?...

I just caught the end of a documentary on CNN about the New York Philharmonic's visit to N Korea earlier this year (imitation, flattery etc).   I don't remember the Philadelphia Orchestra's visit here in 1973 (I was eight) which this tour celebrates.  I'd love to hear from anyone who can recall how it was seen in the US and around the world.  Leave a comment by clicking the blog button or email me ( jim@wrti.org) and I'll post it.

I hear there's a ceremonial raising of the Chinese flag in Tiannemen Square at dawn each day.  It's now 4.12 am so that's where I'm headed.

Arrived in Beijing

Almost 20 hours after leaving home, I'm in China.
Both flights left on time-the trip from the US to here made all the
more pleasant by the company of Hugh Burnett and his wife Sherry from
South Carolina.
I'm now in a taxi in central Beijing.
First impressions; modern, smoggy, busy :Asia.
It's the small hours of the morning in Philly and despite sleeping for
a few hours on the plane, I'm feeling pretty.groggy.
I think I'll take a nap and write some more later.