Changbaishan International Hotel
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... transmission lines
Cooling towers and smoke stacks
Squat square factories with blue roofs
fish farms, canals
tunnel houses for growing crops - some with covers, or straw for insulation
Fields of rapeseed
Lines of poplars, not yet in full leaf, dotted with birds nests
Farmers with tractors, bikes and carts
Patchwork green and brown fields with little mounds of earth in the centre, some with flowers - ...
... hour deals and delicious classic pub food, and the room was spotless. We were in heaven. After a long day we got to wind down with some local beer and a chicken pesto panini.
The last words we whispered to each other before drifting off to sleep was, "We saw The Great Wall today. We walked The Great Wall today. Life is pretty sweet, eh?!"
And with that I bid you a Tony the Tiger farewall, I hope you have a grrrrrrrrrrrreat day!
... not eat Peking duck which of course we did and it was delicious. We have also been practising our chop stick technique thanks to an app called 'how to use chop sticks' and Alex is getting a dab hand. The majority of tourists here ate Chinese people. There is a sprinkling of other European, Australian and Americans but very few other nationalities or ethnicities. Maybe for this reason Alex was a bit of a minor celebrity in Beijing having his photo taken on at ...
... the lake area with the long gallery, and various pavilions and halls, and pretty gardens. The hill area would have been good - particularly had the visibility been better. We weren't given the option to visit the Tower of Buddhist Incense, which is the prominent feature and the path is lined with the more important and impressive halls.
We were given 30 minutes or so to explore and Peter and I dashed the length of the Long Gallery to the site of the marble ...
... karaoke for me. Everyone in the group was a really good singer, so good in fact, that I assumed that the microphone distorted the voices slightly to keep them in tune. I confidently grabbed the microphone for a solo English song, only to find that the microphone did not work magic, and I was pretty terrible! It was still so much fun, and I loved rapping and singing all night, even though my musical talents were so badly lacking.