My mom and brother visited Beijing Review today. They just had to see the place where I work and meet the people I interact with daily. I gave them subway and bus directions and they managed to find their way to BJR's compound. The Chinese staff were pleased to meet my mom, complimenting her on what a "great son" she had. My colleagues were all eager to find out what my mom and brother thought of Beijing and China in general.
It was nice to show off my small office area, because as small and insignificant as it is, it's mine.