Lost In Beijing

The Olympics in Beijing have certainly given everyone a visual perspective of the new China. When I watched the images of this magnificent city, my mind raced back to my first visit nearly 25 years ago.

The Beijing of the eighties was totally different than that of today. The tallest building was no more than three stories high and individuals were not allowed to own cars. It was a city of unadvertised adventure and I fell right into the middle of it.

It was my last day in the capital city, en route to Singapore. I had contacted the airport to confirm my flight, only to be told that I was overbooked and would not be able to leave on schedule. I have never been one to take direction well and was certainly not about to accept this change in events.