Once Chip and Henry arrived we ventured out to explore the Olympic grounds. Beach volleyball will be taking place just a few blocks from here in Beijing's largest park. After several mis-steps and being pointed in the right direction, we purchased some tickets to something akin to a Fan-Fest. The 500 RMB tickets (about eighty cents) proved a fortuitous purchase as they enabled us to ride the subway for free.
Beijing has proven an interesting contrast between desolation and massive crowds. The entire city has essentially shut down. Restaurants are closed. Streets are barracaded. The airport this morning was empty. But as we got closer to the arenas, the crowds were vast.
The only thing out-numbering the tourists were the soldiers, volunteers and other helpers. They are everywhere, even standing on the side of the highway. It is clear that everyone is very conscious of the world's impression of China. Everyone is eager to try out their English when they see us coming.
So now, we're sitting back enjoy a thouroughly-American dinner of hamburgers, watermelon, baked beans and "Coke Light" while watching the opening ceremonies.
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