Usually at this time of the year the weather in Beijing passes through a very short autumn into winter. So it did this weekend. The best place to experience this, is in the Hutongs. We spent the time there staying in an old courtyard and woke up after a night of strong wind in piles of crackling leaves and with clean air and blue sky, exploring the narrow streets and its markets in the morning of Sunday. This is one of the most genuine parts of the city. Now winter will follow very fast. And it will be a cold one I guess. For me personally, it will be also the last one for a long time to come.
