Fallen Behind?

Yes. Is the simple and honest answer.

Unfortunately, Beijing university only allowed us 1 hour per night on the Internet - after Day 3, I missed that hour every night. So, with a swift change of plan, I'm going to do a series of posts logging each memorable event, including a few photos - if that doesn't tempt you, I don't know what will.

I hope you're all following the Olympics on the TV. With Great Britain holding a comfortable 3rd on the medals tables, the games have got rather exciting. Stay logged on and I promise some posts packed with more excitement than you can shake a stick at.

Surely this proves it.

Day 3 - City Centre Olympics

And now the weather - the last few days have been stormy with heavy rain, thunder and lightning. So, the computers were out of bounds. That means that I'm about three days behind, so today's job is accounting for two of those days.

The opening ceremony - I hope you all watched it - was incredible! Unfortunately, I was watching it on a screen, a big one, in a park. The air was sweltering and I was cursing the number of countries there are in the world, purely because we had to wait longer for Team GB to come out. The evening got off to a bit of a bad start though - the park we were supposed to watch the ceremony in was shut due to security reasons and we ended up sitting on a stationary bus for over two hours. That meant we missed dinner - so the number of sore bums, rumbly tummies and hot faces equalled a group of slightly irritable people. Nevertheless, the ceremony was fantastic and definitely worth a watch.

The following day, we finally moved out of the school and into the city centre. We went to the gates of the forbidden city and watched the road cycling race. I was stunned by the number of competitors as they rode past, and the speed with which they race. Of course that lasted a maximum time of 30 seconds, so I passed the time by talking to a Chinese boy called Dragon. I don't actually remember his name but I remember it meant dragon. He was from an area of Beijing, watching the Olympics with his family. Like every Chinese person (except the ones trying to sell you umbrellas), he was friendly, constantly welcoming me to Beijing and telling me how pleased he was to have me in his country.

Of course, we had to move on soon after the cycling, having photos snapped of us along the way. The Chinese seem fascinated by Western culture and photograph us like celebrities. We went to a large street, with lots of restaurants and shops, and a few students and I went to the basement of a department store for lunch. With our slightly awkwardly ordered meal came a saucepan of hot stock, raw prawns, cabbage, mushrooms, an egg and noodles. You have to put all the bits of food into the stock and cook it yourself. I think it was more fun making it than eating it and I took a bite of a very suspicious bread roll that tasted similar to aniseed and salt.

The rest of the day saw a lot of walking, a little shopping and a long tube ride home. Overall, my first taste of Beijing was a good one, plus I got a good tan. Tomorrow we will be going to the Forbidden City and the Temple of Heaven, taking a break from the Olympics to taste the Chinese cultural history.

Happy blogging.

Day 1 - Sweaty

Day 1

Well, the first day has been good, though nothing Olympian just yet. I'd first like to thank everyone for their comments, and of course I will be trying to make some serious reports, whilst avoiding the eyes of the Communist government. I haven't actually been outside of the university yet so haven't seen the country in action. Nevertheless, I've indulged in a few Chinese activities.

First up was kung fu - lots of squatting, stretching and hi-yahing. It is not exactly like the movies, and it is most definitely more tiring! You have to master bent knees, with outstretched arms and a straight back (more difficult than it sounds) before you can even think of starting to learn positions and routines. But, we managed it, and the teacher taught us the routine of some monks. It's very slow and skilled and it really works your muscles - it certainly worked the boys who had never come anything near to the splits in their life! They were about as flexible as a broom handle, but they will be joining the class with some others and myself later on in the week.

The interview with Matthew Pinsent wasn't quite what I expected - as in I expected him to be there and he was not. But we enjoyed a performance of music and dance by some Chinese students, which was both beautiful and inspirational. There were traditional Chinese instruments as well as nunchucks, singing and dancing in traditional dress. The performances were filmed by the BBC and will be shown on the programme, 'Olympic Breakfast', which begins at 6.30 am on Sunday morning on BBC2. Watch out for The Homewood School crowd, who proved to be the best at cheering.

Lastly, we played some sport in the blazing afternoon heat, to bond with our new Chinese friends. We did many things, including skipping and a game of touch rugby. The rules were slightly difficult to explain (especially the offside rule) as the language barrier has proved to be quite tough to break down, but the game was good fun and certainly set us up for a good dinner and a good sleep. Preferring the policy of 'play now - sleep later', at least we got one of the two.

Happy blogging.

Journeying to Beijing 2008

The Beijing Olympics 2008 - a sporting event that has caused much controversy and excitement. Now, over the next couple of weeks, I'm going to bring a daily report of my own to My Telegraph, giving everyone a taste of the Beijing experience.

I'm very fortunate to be able to go to the Beijing Olympics as a spectator and as a school reporter for the BBC - my last school trip. Not only do I get to talk to athletes, spectate, see the sights and mingle with people from across the world, I also turn 18 and pick up my A Level results - it's a pretty jam packed couple of weeks! But I can't keep it all to myself, so I thought I'd log the progress of myself and my friends online.

Well, we've finally arrived! 25 and a half hours of travelling and approximately 2 minutes and 38 seconds of sleep. We took off from Heathrow at 6.20 pm on 5th August and landed in Hong Kong on 6th August at 1.20 pm. A 12 hour flight, that believe it or not was entirely bearable thanks to The Chroncicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian, Eva Longoria, The Emperor's New Groove and Flight of the Conchords. It was a bit of a rough landing though as the pilot attempted to land us in a typhoon - he actually got us down on the 2nd attempt, so hats off to him.

We then flew again from Hong Kong to Beijing. A much shorter flight that saw us safely landed in the evening and we were at our accommodation by 9.30 pm.

We are staying at the Beijing Foreign Language School, complete with holes for pooping in, communal showers and a jolly comfy wooden bed (hmm.) But, I have absolutely no complaints, because I'm in Beijing - plus, yesterday I was so tired I would have slept comfortably on a porcupine.

Now it is 7th August - not sure where the 6th went - and in a few moments time I'll be off to indulge in an hour or so of martial arts. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but the Beijing heat is starting to make me re-think my decision. At 12 pm today, we will be introduced to our BBC team and Olympic gold medallist, Matthew Pinsent and I'll be back soon to give you a full and more exciting report on the day's events.

Happy blogging.