On a Cold Night in Bejing!

 

 

 

I went for a walk alone, the night before we were supposed to fly from Bejing to Nanning and meet our daughter to start the adoption process. It was from a hotel at the airport, quite a ways outside the main part of Bejing, not much around but a little district where airport workers lived and a street lined with small shops! I bought Renee' a yellow rose in one and something that looked like a thick tortilla with meat from a street vendor cooking them over a charcoal fire! It was delicious and the smile I got from the vendor was so genuine! It was snowing. I doubt that a guest had ever ventured outside the hotels gated and fenced compound! Everything felt so right.

December 2002