Floozy Speak!

We received this Flash Transmission from our Operative Dan after he succsfully infultrated Bejing, China.

-The Shadow Keepers

what i do know

beijing, its here, im there, jet lagged awake but asleep, but i cant sleep
the time is 12am-ish, im charging all the toys for tomorrow., 2 back to back proceedures to watch, should be interesting

our interperter chin, is a sweet gal about 4'6 or something, good sense of humor in her

the flight was good, biz class is nice, even for big guy it was good, didnt seem all that bad really, flying over the north pole is pretty wild, just seeing that image on the map display was like a little wow

flying into most cities i enjoy looking out the window and catching a glimpse of the landscape, developments, all the patterns of development, the cars, the people, the buildings.... it took us forever to get out of the fog,mist,haze,pollution to actually see the city and when i did, i saw old 50's style buildings, many look like the classic generic looking japanese looking highschool buildings ive seen anime artists draw over and over in anime, they looked just like that, big generic buildings, some looked like prisons or something, old brick smoke stacks along side of them,

the further we came in more details, but where are the cars, expressways all over the place but hardly any cars, maybe were on the far edge of it i thought to myself,

now were damn close, gonna land any minute, i see debris, which i want to spell how it sounds, debree, lots of it, tons of construction crap all over, like flying over back to back junk yards, not cars in there though, parts, pieces, something, everything looks dirty, then again i read somewhere beijing is built in or on the edge of a desert, all i knew for sure was that if i had to parachute out there and land in that, itd be like landing in the bad part of one of john woos older action flicks, yer gonna die, the music will tell you when

we land

the plane slowly rolls along and crosses several overpasses, i look outside and see police on bikes, thin guys, they are all soo thin, we cross one overpass and i see 3 teens walking down the street, they wave at the plane, i cant help but put my hand in small window frame, howdi i think to myself

rounding a corner and coming to our gate i see a beautiful bird, a black bird with white patch on its back, and a bit by its neck, big bird if i can see it from the plane i figure, workers are outside with shirts off, i figure it must be hot.. and it was..is

foots asleep, maybe i can sleep

just after seeing the bird i see a big brown looking palace or something, its just a really formalized looking building, big potted plants in the front, the 747 strolls on by, it looks like a radio place, center or something, desert brown looking building, but interesting

the bell rings and everyone leaps up, the guy next to me i figure was german, he looked german, didnt like conversation, and had 50 or so computer world magazines on him, he'd flip thru one about every 5mins, and tear something out, then tossed them away, maybe thats a side gig for him, check over mags and then toss them, who knows

the in flight movies were robots, coach carter and sideways, sideways is good, coach carter wasnt bad, robots wasnt all that great

i attempted to listen to a book on cd most of the time until my crappy cd player broke, i'll have to finish Blink another day

we deplane into humid high 88s heat, feels like houston, i should be used to it i think to myself

i chuckle as i past the quarntee poster, it looks like a city wok menu, no hearts, no blood, no insects allowed, a big menu of items, i'll take the sweet n sour bloody heart please!

we zip zang zoom thru customs, no questions asked as i towered over the customs gal, she was sweet, nice little smile, no bag searches, no body wondering about the 5 different gadgets on me or the anal probe/stapler i had in my luggage

chinese folks like to ditch though, as if we were all standing there to stand there, poor jen, my coworker got cut off nasty, so i just pressed on thru making a space for us, beef, back off folks, ohio beef comin thru

theres something about my looks or my face cause i seem to attach people, and conversations, on the way to the carsol, im being chased down my a kid with a cart, he runs up to bags in front of me and says "you bags???" despertately pointing at someone elses luggage, i shake my head no, and he runs ahead of me again to the next bag.

i lose the bag carrying kid finally, find my moose of a bag and go, now the hotel people scene, you get yer bag and head for the big sliding glass doors, they open and for a sec you feel like a star, a swarm of people behind a barrier fill the large room with noise, chatter chatter, holding up signs, this person, that person, this tour, that tour, that some character i cant read, theres another set of characters, they guy had a cool blue sign, shes got a red sign, for a sec, i could of signed autographs

another approach, "you need taxi," no i say, i need hotel, "what hotel?" i look around the room, lots of people no sign of my hotel people, "great wall sheraton" i say, "down there" he gestures toward the end of the pile of people, "come", i follow him a bit "taxi later? he says...u need taxi" he says, i reply "ya taxi later, " he nods, and gives me the friendly gang nod look, its the more personal nod, he even goes deep into the crowd and then the hotel people surface, Dan Rockwell, written on a card. he takes one last look at me and of course says "taxi later" i reply "you got it man", he nods and walks away,

the sign carrier for the hotel cell phones the yellow jacket kid, who finds leads us to the exit, cell phones the red jacket guy, he takes us to the black audi in the garage, that guy takes us to the hotel

this driver is doing decent on speed, merging in some traffic areas where id be far too timid, damn near misses the whole time, a kid stands in the middle of a turn lane and somehow we didnt hit him, six lanes on a curve merge with 5 lanes on another curve which then merge into 6 more lanes going straight, the whole time im thinkin we are but inches from these other cars

most of the nice cars are all audis, black audis on sale, mafai audis, then its 80's volkswagons driven thru the baja or something, then buicks, shanghai GM they say on the back

we get to the hotel and were here, i should sleep now, the hotel is big, fancy, kinda lame in the sense theres a strawberry theme'd italiano world resturant in the atrium area, right next to the french bistro, i was hoping for something more fitting,

more to come