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... When the tour guide picked me up this morning, he told me that I wouldn't need to take the gondola to the top; it was only for old and infirm people you see. I clearly couldn't then tell him that I'd like to pretend to be infirm. I wasn't exactly thinking of getting my sweat on before sitting in an airport and plane for the next 16 hours. He told me that he would take me to much prettier, more majestic part of the wall, "very steep", "very very steep, ...
First stop today was a cloisonné factory, a state-sponsored enterprise. I suspect OAT was pressured to put it on our tour. The work they do is amazing, all by hand with tweezers and eyedroppers. Originally only the emperors got to use this stuff. We didn't find anything to buy -- the traditional pieces aren't our style, and we definitely weren't interested in expensive vases decorated with pandas or kitties. Then we ...
... Wall and Saturday I leave for Chengdu then my lungs can recuperate.
Very different from hyper-metropolis Hong Kong, Beijing is exactly what I was hoping to find. My favourite part is the hutongs, old buildings in alleyways that used to be homes opening up onto inner courtyards, are now being renovated into restaurants, cafes, bars, vintage shops, shops for young Beijing designers to sell their wears. It's the sort of ...
... was drawing floor layout plans for his architecture class. It looked so complicated. Garrett tried to explain how to make one.
Later, I walked to the hair salon outside of east gate. It was time for me to cut my hair. My hair this week got so nasty. It was so long and icky. I could not stand it anymore. Cutting it was no big deal to me. I knew that I would only keep my dyed look for a month.
When I entered the salon, ...
... we were tired. Our legs were shaking and you had to be vigilant on every step because they varied so much in height. We traveled about a quarter of the way down when Tiff thought of something. The view was so awe-inspiring she stopped and sat down in the middle of the steps with Grant (so people could still pass on either side.) She then sang a verse of "How Great Thou Art" and exchanged a "Happy "Sabbath" with Grant. Now, we could finish our descent. We were so proud ...