Subway Update

Well, I've been taking the subway a lot lately because let's face it, even in China where we sip martinis and toast to what recession!, taxis are kinda expensive and getting stuck in traffic is a big time bummer--not to mention the good feelings you get when you're doing your part to cut down on air pollution.

(not to be a jerk about the recession, but seriously. you wouldn't know it here. even in Hong Kong, a more economically developed place, people were living it up. when i get homesick and dream of coming home and moving to sf, i remember my country is pinching pennies and employees--not a good time for post grad yoga teachers to return from the land of expat playgrounds, asia, and look for a job.)

But back to the subways. It's like, two RMB a pop to take the subway, and it's pretty easy, really. I complain a lot, and sure, it's crowded and sometimes the man next to you has such bad breath the whole car smells like baiju or eggplant, but mostly its efficient and fast. However, there are such caveats like the ones above, and more annoying things like people staring and people shoving. But here's the subway dealmaker: IPODS!

I wrote in my other blog about dancing around to the Talking Heads on the train and it was a lifesaver. For some reason, I haven't been using my ipod lately. What's my deal? I recharged and deleted all those quiet, thought-provoking podcasts, because what I really need on a crowded Beijing train is the screechy, post punk hipster wailing of Karen O. And I need it LOUD.

Alyssa so eloquently writes about riding public transportation to connect to the heart of a city, staying tuned in to the heartbeat. But I think at this point in my Beijing life, the heartbeat of the city is too loud, too strong. I gotta stay tuned into my iPod for the time being.