The blue sky in the background of this photo was a rare site in Beijing. We were lucky to see it and the next day the pollution returned to normal oppressive levels. What I mistakenly thought was morning fog for a few moments, when I first arrived, was instead a gray smog that envelopes the city usually every day.
Biking through the streets of Beijing offers a myriad of sights… and industrial smells. It ranges from light sweet crude to Kuwaiti sensimilia to high-sulphur coal w/ a hint of turpentine… The more exotic, the more we cracked up at the insanity of it all.
Beijing is a spectrum of activities. Bikes carrying buckets of meat and buckets of tar to baby bakchoy.