Tag: China

Happy Lunar New Year

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Posted from: Beijing

“So then you just pull this card, which allows you to draw your dual-lands back from the graveyard, one-two-three, and BLAM, you tap all your creatures and swing for…”

Russel’s explanation of his new Magic: The Gathering strategy is drowned out by a series of explosions outside. He talks through them, and I miss the part about the Five-Mana-for-a-5/5-creature. (more…)

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Haerbin: Second trip to the Ice Lantern Festival

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Posted from Haerbin, Northern China

Twelve hours up on the train, and due to the ??ness of it all, and having an 18-hour non-express return trip to look forward to, Elena, Eric and I navigate through the city of Haerbin, China’s northeastern city of lights. I tried to explain the magnificence of my last trip on the way up, crushed between the top sleeper berth and the roof of the train, and in doing so may have hyped it up beyond salvation, but nevertheless… (more…)

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Run up to the Beijing Olympics

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Posted from: Beijing

When I arrived in Beijing, there were two, and only two, topics on everyone’s tongue. First was the centenary of the late Deng Xiao Ping’s birth, and the second is the 2008 Olympics, scheduled to be held here. (more…)

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Bicycle Derby

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Posted from: Beijing, China

My goal for the day was not to die.

I didn’t wake up with extreme sports on the brain. When I yawned and stretched at the God-awful hour imposed by the time difference, my first thoughts were not on how effectively I could off myself before sundown. I did have a pile of stuff to do, though, and had to do them faster than my feet could carry me and slower than a cab driver’s slurred Chinese. You see where this is going. I rented a bike. (more…)

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Back in the ‘Jing

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Posted from: Beijing, China

China. I’m back.

And before you ask or hope I had a, it was a superb trip. Su-perb. Travel at its economy class best. I slept through 9 hours of the flight, sprawled across the [only] empty seat [on the plane] next to me. I watched other passengers tentatively poking their egg and radon omelets while I nipped at Hollywood food from my backpack buffet. I invoked the scathing laser-beam enthusiasm of not one stewardess smiling as though around a mouth full of live worms. I got the last room in the first hotel of my choice, a decent discount, and then held and understood an entire Chinese conversation about how to use the telephone. There’s toilet paper, hot water, and – keep your hats on – temperature control. (more…)

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