Yes, I participated in this event with the teeming masses on Saturday. As the sun took its westerly stroll I got increasingly tired, and hence depressingly uninspired as the day wore on. It was fun, though. An assortment of shots:
I was approached by a Falun Gong practitioner who reckoned I was some sort of tourist and proceeded to hand me a flyer proclaiming the evils of the Communist Party of China. At first I was like -_-, then I walked a few steps while chuckling to myself, and somehow managed to hit my head on the underside of the cursed low-slung bridge. Ouch. I’ll post a scan of the flyer soon, perhaps.
