On this day, I rolled out of bed at the apportioned time, showered, and studied for class tomorrow. I had a little bit of time before I was going to bike to church, and I took the opportunity to finish my homework for Monday.
I left myself plenty of time to get to the church on a normal day; however, this was no normal day. I took several wrong turns on the way to the church, and as a result, I made it to the service just as it began. I had to stand in the back, which I guess is a good problem to have…
As per usual, I got some lunch with Jesse and the crew at the underground cafeteria. In honor of the political instability in Beijing, they were making all of the diners sign their name on a sheet of paper as they entered. I asked myself, “What is motivating this surge in government control? Someone could simply write in a pseudonym on the sheet, and no one would know. And they can’t believe that making people sign in is going to catch any political dissidents. They will simply hear about the sign in sheet and not come to the cafeteria… Why?” In contrast to my expectations, none of the Chinese visiting said cafeteria voiced these concerns, nor did they seems to take notice of this violation of privacy, if one may call it that.
I rode back to the campus, with less hiccups this time, thankfully.
I stopped by Bally, and returned to my lair to read. I finished Critchon’s Five Patients, and started The Last Days of Old Beijing. Five Patients was written in the late 60s, and it is Critchon’s perspective on the development of modern hospitals. I would say that the most intriguing aspect of the book was how little hospitals have changed in the last 40 years, at least in the areas that he focused on. I would love to hear anyone else’s perspective on the changes in hospitals, dear readers, should anyone have any interesting information to present.
And that about wraps up the interesting points of this day.
I’ll write soon!
Love,
Jamey
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