On the 2nd night in Beijing Ryann and I were stuck in the middle of no where with no cabs in sight, so we were forced to ride a shack strapped to a motorcycle. Not onl
y did we think we were going to die, but we were also on our way to a club where the number 1 DJ in the world was playing. We pulled up on a pedicab. it was a mortifying experience. It turned out to be Ok though, because the supposed number 1 DJ in the world sucks my balls. Also, everybody has glow sticks - what is this amateur hour?

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