9 million bikes? Electric scooters rather.
Buddhist inner peace? Traffic jam and creative driving.
Good ol' tuc-tucs? "People's Uber" instead.
Beijing in July is hot, huge, chaotic, demanding. A web of jammed roads, a modern subway with security checks at the entrance, crowds of umbrella-holding vacationers armed with smartphones.
This is a world where the most pressing needs are an external power supply for quickly exhausted batteries and a VPN to get through the Great Firewall and around that platoon of censors checking all transmissions, communications and exchanges.
Yes, the Great Wall is amazing too. And the calligraphy is hypnotically beautiful. And I am not too bad at it. Incidentally, my Chinese name is pretty (美 那). 
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