Tonight we met up with an old classmate of mine, Paul Joy. [Some people can be known on a first-name basis, but for those who have such a great last name, it cannot be left out. “Paul Joy” is in the ranks with Sherrie Oteri, Julius Caesar, Julia Gulia, or Bruce Lee. The last name cannot be left out because it is important in clarifying the first (without “Lee” Bruce would mean something horrible like Bruce Willis) and because it is too great of a name to be left out (like Oteri)]. So we met up with Paul Joy. Similar to seeing Kyla, I never imagined I’d ever be eating Peking Duck with Paul Joy in Beijing, but why not? If I’m going to eat Peking Duck with Paul Joy, it might as well be in Beijing. Anyways, we had a good time hanging out and hearing/learning about China from his perspective (he lived in China two years before and is now here again working here for the summer) and catching up from the last time we saw each other back in college when he gave me a ride home for Spring break and we spent the night at some crazy commune in Berkeley…but that’s another story…

Paul Joy and us