I just got a glimpse of De Standaard newspaper, an article about Delvoyes Beijing exhibition. I think I’ll pop into the laser shop to have some tattoes removed before I set foot on Chinese ground. I wouldn’t like to meet the clubbing club. Cultural Police is what they are called, quite a contradictio in terminis if you ask me.
One more day of running about – sending parcels home, getting the Chinese visum, buying some food supplies – and then we can catch our breath on a 30-hour train ride to the Motherland. At the border the wheels will be changed because the Chinese use a different track width. I think we too will need to tune in to a different wavelength in order to roam the Bejing streets (population 12 million) without stress.
Dit schreef Sarah op 29 September' 05 om 12:51
