The bus was supposed to drop me off at the volleyball stadium. That, at least, was the plan. I’m not going to assign blame - especially since there are indications pointing in my direction - but suffice to say there was no volleyball.
Instead, there was boxing. Now, I have always loved…<img src="http://feeds.sfgate.com/~r/sfgate/rss/feeds/blogs/sfgate/baytobeijing/index_rss1/~4/365936882" height="1" width="1"/>