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Our first few months in Beijing proved to be quite challenging. It seems quite a blur actually. Getting around was more difficult than I thought it was. Other Expats said that an English speaking Taxi driver was a once in a year experience, and it was often the case that they came from the country and were illiterate anyway. You were happy to sit on my lap in the cabs, as baby seats didn't exist, or seat-belts for that matter.
We spent the first few weeks acclimatising, sight seeing, setting ourselves up for the year ahead. We went to Ikea and bought a cot for you, visited all the usual tourist traps. Above all else, we were amazed by the attention you got from the locals.
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