I feel like I’m imprisoned–by the weather–in the service apartment. You see, the heat in Beijing is sweltering. While it’s nowhere as bad as what I experienced in Shanghai, Hangzhou and Suzhou last June, it’s still a challenge to step out in the sun. And note that this is coming from a sun worshipper. If I say it’s hot, it’s REALLY hot.
The service apartment is just the opposite. The aircon just blasts like nobody’s business. It’s freezing cold. I can’t seem to adjust the temperature. But the cold is much more bearable than the heat. So I’ve taken to holing myself up in the apartment. I got back from my meeting at 2:30pm and haven’t been out ever since. I was even too lazy to walk out to get dinner. OK, I hear a collective gasp now. You must be thinking, “How IS that possible??? Dimsumdolly forgoing dinner???”
Well yeah, that’s what I did. I’m a bit surprised by myself too. Haha. But actually now I’m hungry–at 11:40pm! I think I’m just going to sleep off the hunger. Night.