After a three hour bumpy bus ride, we arrived at the Tibetan border. Halfway across the “Freedom Bridge” we were met by the Chinese police. They inspected our passports and sent us through a series of check points. At two of the stations, police officers searched our baggage, not for drugs or weapons, but for books. They wanted to ensure there were no pictorial representations of the exiled leader or information on the small country they do not recognize with a capital of Taipei. At the last station, I was asked to give a synopsis of a book with no cover. I gave him a brief introduction and said he should read it.