Flying Solo

Monday, May 5, 2008
Beijing

This is it—the day I leave the nest of the Westin and fly off into the reaches of Beijing with no companion. Started with a trip to the front desk to cash a couple of travelers’ checks, then into a cab. The doorman assured me the taxi driver knew where I wanted to go, so off we went, with his business card in my hand (the taxi’s license plate number written on it, which appears to be the norm). Here goes......