So here I am, finally. After a childhood of inexplicable interest, two years of studying, a 10 hour flight and a 22 hour train ride, I'm in Beijing. I have the master bedroom in a large four-bedroom flat, which is nice. It's quite a way out from the university, and a half-hour walk to the compound where most of my classmates are living, but that's no worse than it would be if I'd been at Girton for the last two years. Anyway, there's two flats of Oxonians in the ...