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... at a destination. Enjoying the journey that it takes to get somewhere. That encapsulates the true meaning of travel for me; the anticipation, the excitement, the figuring out how to get to where you intend to go. It's all very whimsical
Once we arrived at Huairou we got a ride from a driver that came on the bus to get us. (So funny!) We paid a total of 160RMB (31.80$CAD) for him to drive us up to Mutianyu entrance and to wait until ...
... at the base of the hill to our car.
Our next stop was to go to a restaurant famous for a local Beijing dish- Peking Duck. It was in the very center of town and took about 2 hours to get to because of the distance from the Great Wall and Beijing traffic. We arrived at 3pm at Da Dong Roasted Duck Restaurant, which is famous for making the Peking duck in both the traditional way and modern way. The others in the group had not tried the modern way yet, so we ...
After a much needed good night's sleep at our hotel in Beijing, we set off to climb the Great Wall. Unfortunately Mother Nature was not too kind to us today and cast a thick fog accompanied by frigid temperatures for our morning tour. Nonetheless we still powered through and climbed the Great Wall. We weren't able to get the full effect of the experience because of the lack of visibility, but we enjoyed the workout! We stopped for lunch in the countryside, ...
... proclaimed the end of a Dynasty and the beginning of the People's Republic of China. The square is huge, said to be able to hold 1 million Chinese (only 500,000 Americans, Kevin joked). We skipped Mao's tomb, which had quite a line and headed to the end of the square where we took a group picture.
Kevin explained to us about the hawkers (is that the right word?) selling stuff to you on the streets. They would follow you around persistently. Buy with caution and feel free ...
... for seventeen straight hours, which meant I made sure not to eat or drink anything; besides, I was nervous that if I got up, some smelly Chinese guy would take my seat while I was gone. I didn’t move more than three feet for seventeen straight hours and looking back I honestly don’t know how I did it. It would have been cool if we met some neat people to practice or Chinese on and have a convo but we were with some weirdoes who wouldn’t stop looking at ...