We flew to Xian after a solid 5 days in Beijing and were greeted at the airport by our anti-perspirant challenged local guide “Herbert.”
Herbert, while not showing the polished professionalism and charm our secret-service-grade Beijing Guide Emily demonstrated, was an adequate leader and all-around fine fellow. So in honor of our time spent together, I have composed a Haiku for my clammy new friend:
Drops of rain on head
Trickle down like magic stream
Birds bathe in delight
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