July 4, 1997 |
It's so easy to get lost in the labyrinthine alleys of old Beijing. The worn, low-slung brick houses and narrow streets all blend together after a while, with identical rusted bicycles propped against every wall. One recent afternoon, in fact, a pair of passersby sauntered through a manicured courtyard, complete with the stately and archetypally Chinese red-and-green trim, and then blundered through a wrong door, bound for nowhere in particular. "No, not that way!"