This is why events unnerve me.

The flight to China involved this. And beers.


According to wikipedia, an aura “is a field of subtle, luminous radiation supposedly surrounding a person or object like the halo or aureola of religious art.” Also, “the depiction of such an aura in religious art usually connotes a person of particular power or holiness.” Judging by the “aura” surrounding Beijing, Jesus Christ, Buddha, Krishna, Zeus and motherfucking Xenu himself must all share a three bedroom apartment in the fifth ring of the city.

The Forbidden City. Kinda boring! Solly, China.

You know what’s not boring? These dudes’ hairstyles.

Or this sea of matching red caps.

This photo will warm my heart for years and years to come, and when I show my children, I’ll tear up just a little remembering the beauty and wonder of this place.



This dude is videotaping a static image.


I got pretty into the trees.

My companions accused me of taking “artsy photos.” More below.



This is across from Tiananmen Square. The most respected Mao is always watching.


Incidentally, you can buy a Mao watch here.

Or a Mao hat.
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