It is a dark and stormy night…..
Yep, Beijing is turning on perfect weather for the start of some cheesy horror novel. That heavy, pregnant, foreboding atmosphere that leaves you half-expecting a monster to leap out of the belly of the old man next door and devour your goldfish, and…. or at least just screams out for a decent thunderstorm and massive downpour. And yet, all we’re getting so far is heavy, dank air and the threatening smell of a summer storm, a gentle- but slowly increasing- breeze, and a sprinkling of rain. There’s lightning off in the distance, but it seems, for now, that we’ll only be copping the edge of the storm.
Good thing I don’t have any goldfish.
