On the bus journey home, I had a typically surreal "China moment". I was standing, listening to my MP3 when I realised an old wrinkly man with a white wispy beard was shouting at me, quite angrily. I took off my headphones to find out what I'd done. In heavily accented English, he was bawling, "The Communist Party are corrupt. The Chinese Government have no right to lead us. They do not represent the people!" The other passengers were all staring at him, and at my reaction but thankfully nobody else seemed to speak English! I murmered "Err.. maybe, yes" as I swiftly left the bus. I wish I'd been able to speak to him more, but there's a time and a place, and a public bus ain't it!