The Street

This was the bar street in Sanlitun last night around two or three in the morning.  I’m standing more or less in the same spot I did for the police siren video below, only it’s about 21 hours later.

At the end you can hear some French ya ting de singing “La Marseillaise.” As soon as I finished filming some Germans showed up, and the French immediately surrendered.

I have to admit, for all the apprehension the lao wei have been having for the past few months about the no-fun Olympics, I spent the weekend partying my balls off.  I mean, I’m 38 now, which means that I spent all day today feeling like I’d been run over by a cement mixer, but damned if I didn’t have a hell of a time non-stop since Thursday evening.