Eric's Beijing Diary

Christmas must be on the way. Got on the elevator this morning, and when we got to the 9th floor, a young girl and her mother got on. "Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus." She kept saying it over and over again. A few floors later, a little boy half her size got on. He looked at her and said matter-of-factly, "That's not Santa Claus. That's an American."