To let Beijing (and its grime and and mist and smog) seep deep into your bloodstream necessarily requires you to bike around incessantly until the chaos and noise and intersection of millions of lives starts to make some sense, starts to meld together into a comprehensive pattern – which is exactly what I did.
China
Camping out on the Great Wall of China (Not so Legally)
How many French wind engineers does it take to find the Great Wall after midnight? Just one, and his name is Hubert.