Thursday 12 July
Slept from 7 till 11, got up and worked in the lounge area for several hours with Tanya and Mogan. Got the stuff that needed to be done, done. Took off to Jingshan Gongyuan and it was as primo, transcendent and quiet as ever. Boom. Gathered the crew in the courtyard and proceeded to dinner, a chaotic Beijing duck affair where the only duck I ate was the skin entree - helping the chinese and laowai artists communicate was my priority. The beer was cloudy but no-one was paying too much attention. "China thrives on chaos" as Sayson said, and with so many hangers-on, interference and craziness, one could only hope for the best. Dinner went as well as it possibly could and we rolled on to a nice bar at Qianhai, ordered cases of Tiger Crystal and got into the brains of Ben Frost, Li Qiu Qiu and the Berlin editor. Fantastic.
Luke Bennett made the call and we emptied a bottle of vodka for, well, goodness, before making it home safely (not without Mogan purchaing a tellytubby and a donkey, go figure). Back in the courtyard we jammed a while with the Germans and then got down to the rind with Mogan and Benedictus. Wow. Had an early morning gongfu session on the roof (Mogan - please insert video here) then proceeded to a full-on dumpling and beer mission for breakfast. Went to/on bed fully clothed and with shoes on. Yay for Beijing!
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