jetlag

i arrived in beijing this morning 10am beijing time, 2am london time. i can tell i'm in beijing by the way my head feels heavy and my stomach is turning. after a brief rest at the hotel, i taxied to the office. on the way i passed through the city--the bikes heavily laden, the lively traffic, the small restaurants and large hotels, the orange domed pay phones and the signs in unfamilar characters.

i'm now at the office. i'm sitting alone in a large empty room with a wooden desk and big black leather chair. my laptop looks very small in comparison. there's a paper sign on the door that says Shannon Banks Nov 11-12.