Images of China

I am walking along a a small street beside our Beijing hotel in the smoggy gray-green early morning hours just after dawn, listening to an old Jean Shepherd program from the 1960s on my MP3 player.  The street leads to a university campus and a few students are already heading for class.  A woman in a coolie hat and blue smock is sweeping the gutter with a broom made of twigs.  I step aside to avoid an oncoming middle-aged man on a bicycle.  He is wearing a business suit, his wife is sitting on the crossbar and his small daughter is in a child’s seat over the rear wheel.

In my ear buds, Shep is describing a trip to Dublin.  He says when traveling, he reverses his normal night routine and gets up early because a city is most interesting as it wakes up. Yes!  Alone on the street, I give a fist pump.

RWalck@Verizon.net

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My reasons for writing this blog are spelled out in the posting of 10/1/2012, Montaigne's Essays. They are probably not what you think.
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