
At the end of August 2000, Jill and I packed up our bicycles and got on a flight to Beijing. This section contains some pictures and stories of our trip.
Click on individual pictures above, or on the stories below, for stories and pictures.
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The taxi pulled alongside an older man on his bicycle, and then
suddenly veered right into his path. The bicyclist nonchalantly
squeezed his brakes and veered out of the way, with millimeters to
spare.
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It took most of the afternoon to bicycle out of Beijing. After a
morning of gathering everything we could think of, and swinging by
Starbucks for a last cup of coffee for who knows how long, we finally
started riding around one in the afternoon. At four, we were riding by
the summer palace at the northeastern corner of the city.
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