Looking for Beijing
The real Beijing is hidden behind the walls of its houses that stretch along the streets. I walked for miles in these streets, these hutongs, looking for life, and feeling alone and lost. I saw brick walls, empty benches, closed doors again and again. It was so quiet. Were people working at home? Having tea? I could not tell.
But there were times when I discovered just what I was looking for — life! A group of men playing Go; a boy next to his dad, laughing; a policeman and his bike; a workman taking a break. Beijing does have a soul, but it is found with patience and perseverance.