Diving in…

There’s a village about two minutes away (and by “village”, I mean “neighborhood”) that is a bustling haven of restaurants, shops, and apartment homes. A lot of people who work at the airport live there, which means (and this is a local joke) it’s also home to the best looking men and women in all of Beijing.

One restaurant we visit once or twice a week is on the same street as a bathhouse, toilet store, market, hair salon, and a couple dress shops. And when I got off the plane yesterday, star...