Everyone from the Midwest or the mountains knows if you don't shovel in the first day or so, you risk having to shovel a rock hard slab of ice later.  Apparently, no one told Beijing. Four days had made the city messy.  I must have seen six accidents in as many taxi rides during the first few days.
On my way to work on Thursday, i saw dozens of workers with shovels chipping away at the thick ice rink outside.  They must have worked pretty fast though, because when i returned with my camera, all i found was the debris.
The clear, blue skies sure make a impressive backdrop for the billowing fumes, don't they?
Oh... and it's supposed to snow again this weekend.  
In other news... i got older!  Thanks for all the birthday wishes!  Therese surprised me when i came home with a becandled pumpkin pie accompanied by a lovely rendition of Happy Birthday (sung in her sultry, bluesy style) before taking me out to a killer dinner at Mosto.  
Man, why can't everyday be my birthday?
~Kev






 
 
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that last photo should be the one that's submitted
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