The tag line of this blog is “Random Observations on Living Well Where You Don’t Belong.” Yesterday I observed something that is about as random as you can get.
I was in a migrant village outside of Beijing, attending the opening ceremonies of a community center (more to follow on that in a later post). Out of nowhere, this dude on a motorcycle pulls up to the gate — flags flying, and a dog riding shot gun in the side-car.
There’s really not much else to say…..
What’s not to love about China?