Reached Beijing to be greeted by pelting rain. I guess Beijing likes to welcome its guests with much liquid aplomb! I tried to sneak a peek of the lion king from a girl who actually bothered to pay for inflight entertainment, I see my mother in mee. Too bad she didn't seem to appreciate my favorite Disney movie that much, she kept turning it off or falling asleep. But well, I guess I should really try to watch the lion king again. I'm off to find a hourly hotel to rest my floppy head for the rest of the night, I guess I'll have more luck in terminal 3. Oh well, welcome to china! ... And a month long trial of spitting, shoving, and pooing on the street.