I should have been much more prepared, considering I’ve been planning for my return to Beijing since August 2008, the minute I returned home from my first study abroad to China. I was curious and nervous with excitement when I stepped off the plane, mostly though I was tired and couldn’t wait to crash on anything slightly resembling a bed. I was surprised how easily I made it from the airport to my hotel, never once having to carry my heavy assortment of bags all at once. The drive was fast and safe, the taxi drivers actually stayed in their lanes and use their blinkers, and for a random Tuesday night at 7:00 pm there was surprisingly little traffic in Beijing.
The next morning I was eager to get the dirty work of registration out of the way, but I was slowed way down when I realized I had to wire money in order to pay tuition, so the whole process was put on hold as I waited half a day in a bank line. Today, however, the sun is shinning, and I’m up much earlier ready to search for apartments, register for class, and most importantly to have more patience and realize I may not accomplish anything today, but that’s o.k. at least I can see some blue sky.
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