As the airport commuter bus insinuated itself into the maniacal Beijing traffic I knew a decisive mistake had been made. Perhaps not. In this collection of autobiographical stories I recount my experiences and observations of three years working, living, loving and shitting in north-eastern China. The difficulties of coming to terms As the airport commuter bus insinuated itself into the maniacal Beijing traffic I knew a decisive mistake had been made. Perhaps not. In this collection of autobiographical stories I recount my experiences and observations of three years working, living, loving and shitting with the locals in north-eastern China. The of coming to terms with the apparent absurdities of remnant culture with its contradictions, ironies and paradoxes intensified by its Confucianist social construct in conflict with its capitalist aspirations run by a hypocritical, corrupt and potentially obsolete communist regime on its downhill slide, whilst ensuring at the same time I have one of my own.