Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
The cemetery is just off a lake and next to the southwestern corner of the park. You can see some taller buildings from outside in the first photo. It's a very typical cemetry. But, at the time of our visit, it was not very well attended to. You could see quite a bit of wild growth everywhere.
The inscriptions in the photo on the right read 可挨打、可挨斗，誓死不低革 [命头]. “(We) Can be beaten, (we) can be struggled against, (but we) pledge to the death not to bow (our) revolutionary heads.” The last two Chinese characters, in my square brackets, have already faded away.
Sha Ping Park was on my mind again this week, after I read Roger Cohen’s column, “Chinese Openings,” in the NYT / IHT.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Mo: Interesting. No, wait, the other thing. Tedious.
Me: Let’s go check it out. You can see how I lived before I met you.
Mo: You lived before you met me?
Me: Sure, lots of people did.
(Can somebody tape 'The Simpsons' for me tonight? Thanks!!!)
- ‘Clueless’ on the CCTV Premiere Movie Channel
- The US$10K Mistake or a 7 hr Flight Delay: How We Hi-jacked an Air China Plane
- What We Talk About When We Talk to Taxi Drivers
- The Heart is a Lonely Hunter:
A Stroll Down Nan Luo Gu Lane
- How I Became a ‘Foreign Expert’ at PKU
- Anatomy of an Intersection
- A Tale of ‘Two’ Parks
- What I Saw at the ‘Reform and Opening’
- Grant Applications and Presentations, Misc
- Snapshots from the Qing-Zang Plateau (or On Our Way to
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Luckily the weather (and, even more importantly, the pollution/smog) in Beijing has been unusually cooperative, and I have been able to run 15 times in the last month and a half. (And I could have put in a few more runs had I not come down with a cold the second week in December.) It has been much colder than last year but overall the pollution levels are noticeably lower than last winter. I presume it is due to a greater portion of heat in Beijing being generated by natural gas instead of coal, but I cannot be sure.
During my runs in the Olympic Park, which is extremely scenic (especially at sunset), I mostly enjoy looking at the people visiting. I see families out walking with their kid, with or without strollers. I see old couples walking hand-in-hand, some times walking their dogs. I see young couples seated on benches (and usually in each other’s arms). I see old men flying kites. I see park workers sweeping at the end of the day, keeping the park extremely clean. And some times I even see other runners, although in the last, bitterly cold, month, basically I have been the only runner out there. Some times I nod to people I run past, but usually they do not respond. When they do look at me, fully decked out in running shirt and running tights, it is as if I am from another planet. Even my fellow runners don’t seem to acknowledge other runners.
This afternoon, I went for the first run of the year in the Olympic Park. It snowed a little bit last night, and so there’s a thin layer of snow on top of the solidly frozen ponds. (But not enough snow to stay on the paths or the walkways.) There were noticeably more people than on the regular, weekday, afternoons. Many people were trying to skate on the frozen ponds. One person even came out with an office chair with wheels and was using a tree branch as a pole.
Remind me to ask my British friends how they pronounce ‘zones.’
Anyway, my New Year's resolution: a 10-k run under 50 mins.