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No one speaks english in Beijing. I really liked that about the place. It's almost too easy to get around europe these days. Yun and I took a bus from the airport which dumped us in the middle of nowhere. No one on the street could help us get to our hotel. Blank stares from everyone, cabdrivers, cyclos. Finally we hit on someone who pointed us in the right direction. When we would leave our hotel there was someone there to translate to the driver where we wanted to go. Then for our return to the hotel we had a card with directions in chinese for the cabbie. So we really didn't have a problem getting around. Because Yun is korean, people were always trying to speak to her in chinese. She would say she doesn't speak chinese. People seemed to always be upset with her as if she could speak their language. They seemed to feel she was a chinese american snob or something. We could never quite figure it out. We had a ball regardless.