Saturday was a pretty tame day. i watched almost the entire second season of family guy while people cleaned my apartment. i had to make it look pretty for my guest (or more specifically the ayi's had to make it look pretty).

for dinner i went back to little fat sheep with hua. Lucky we went that night as they torn down that building the day after we went. Part of the fun of being in Beijing. There are more around i just have to find one now.

after dinner i jumped in a cab outside to go pick up yachi at the airport.

the cab happened to belong to one yang son yan. The first bizarre thing was that he spoke fluent English which is probably the first cab driver i have had that speaks anything beyond numbers.

he had a neon lit bowl thing below the radio. He asked me to guess what it was, i told him i had no idea and he asked me again "come on guess". i guessed ashtray and he told me how smart i was and how good a guess that was. He then cryptically told me there was a TV in the car and then blasted the radio. Playing was backstreet boys, another first for china, at extremely high levels.

after the song he asked me to guess where the TV was in the car. i told him i had no idea and after a couple more rounds of "come on guess", "no really i have no idea" he showed me the TV in the passenger side visor.

the TV happened to be hooked up to a DVD player and the audio output was hooked up to the radio. What this means is that as the backstreet boys were coming from the speakers, the video for the song was on the TV. i thought this was amazing but there was more.

after showing me one of the videos he pulled out the microphone so you could karaoke along with the songs / videos. That is right a rolling moving karaoke bar. The one and only karaoke cab in Beijing. He also had lights around the ceiling for a little mood lighting.

at first i would not sing so he just took the mic and sang at the top of his lungs to equally loud music while going 120 kph on the airport highway in busy Beijing traffic. It was equal parts terrifying, hilarious, and awesome. Something that will never be repeated. Until i call him to drive to the great wall that is.

he would not let me out of the car until i got in the front seat and pretended to sing into the mic so you get the picture of me singing to backstreet boys.

as side note my favorite apart of the ride was when he turned around after a song and said "is it ok if i play that one again, it is my favorite". For some reason i could not stop laughing about this. He really loved the backstreet boys.

here is the first thing you see walking out of customs in the Beijing airport.

after a delayed flight i picked up yachi and we just went home so she could pass out.