It seems that all elevators in China have music playing on them, usually Kenny G or something equally sappy. But not the elevator of the Hong Kong-Macau International Center on the east side of town. This afternoon I got on an elevator over there and was greeted by the song "Oklahoma!". You know, the one about the winds sweeping down the plains and the sweet-smelling waving wheat! Oklahoma!—right here in Beijing. I had a good chuckle. And of course now I can’t get the tune out of my head!
Random thoughts on living well where I don't belong
