Purchasing electricity is task beyond my doing. In Beijing you don't have a monthly electricity bill (at least in the apartments I have lived in). Instead you do it pre-pay baby. You have a smartcard. You take this to the bank. Part with your rmb and magical electricity payment units are injected into your smartcard. Slam the card into your dianbox at home, flip the jumper, and you once again have lights by which to read.
But my dianbox is up a flight of stairs, and I never think to check it. You have to slam the box with your smart card to see your balance anyway, and I never carry it.
It's 五一, Golden Week, socialist workers paradise week, just pick one, in China. Naturally enough my power went out at 4PM. Equally natural: during WuYi the banks close an hour earlier than their normal 5PM. I know, I went to three.
So I have no electricity tonight. I am writing this from the 'old expat cafe. Candles are bought. Not really sure what I'm going to do with this time. Meditate or something? Play a lot of guitar. Maybe I'll go to a Houhai bar and read. Damn.
(Also why will blogger let me put text in my post body, but not the title?)