I’ve been to many Chinese weddings (or, as we call them here, “weddings”) during my time in the Middle Kingdom. These days, I’m usually the only foreigner in attendance. So, well, if I’m going to stand-out anyway…
There’s something akin to “trick or treat” that one can play with the bride and groom as they make their rounds after the wedding ceremony. And, in the tradition of the Monkey King, I usually opt for the trick.
That is, to stand on a chair and have the bride light a cigarette. This results in the groom lifting her up. Sometimes the cigarette accidentally moves out her reach. Well, okay, not really accidentally. In any event, depending on how the groom is doing, I’ll eventually stand still and even bend my knees.
So, there you have it, fool on a chair.
The Bird’s Next in December. Continuing with the absolutely wonderful weather we’ve had many days this month.
Taken with my iPhone five days ago, on what was a beautiful blue-sky day.
Today, unfortunately, is not such a day. The aqi at the US Embassy is at 429 as I write this (the scale tops-out at 500), and I wouldn’t be surprised if it gets worse over the evening. (One note… the reading at the US Embassy is from just one site in a city with a municipality that is larger in area than Rhode Island… it is great as an indicator, and for historical comparisons, but shouldn’t be used as the definitive guide to Beijing’s air quality.)
During the winter months, steam is produced at plants throughout the city, and then piped to distribution centers, before going into dwellings. Unfortunately, these plants are coal-fired… and I don’t mean the “clean burning” type, either.
In addition, there are (usually poorer) households/communities that don’t get steam, and rely on heat by directly burning coal.
During these grey days, I do as most other Beijing people do: limited outside activity, wear a mask when outside, keep the windows and doors shut tight when at home, and look forward to the next big wind.
That said, I don’t dwell on it. It has been part of life during my eight years here, and is certainly not overshadowed by other things that I think make Beijing a wonderful place to live.
A newly-opened market inside an old industrial space (no idea about what purpose it once served).
Although the floor is dusty, the quality of the goods sold there are quite high, and the prices are lower than in the chain supermarket across from our apartment complex.
Since it is still fairly close to us, Lao Lao and Lao Ye go there almost daily to get our foodstuff.