Oak Chateau Beijing
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... in Beijing North railway station, and our Silk Road pilgrimage was complete. Pedantically speaking, we should have finished in Xi'an, but this was our final iron horse- the highways and bóithríní of China waited to serve our further sojourns.
All hearts were stirred by a sense of fulfilment as we mock-ceremoniously alighted, but we would all meet in the morn; indeed, Bronwyn chaperoned our taxi ride, as we were booked into the same hotel (of course, Beijing is ...
... and centre - truly shocking. We have some bad habits but when you see a middle aged lady do that noise which can only be described as clearing your throat, followed by the most almighty gob on floor , you stop In amazement and simply wet yourself laughing. Third and finally - women walking around with brollies - no they are not over prepared in case of rain - they use brollies to block the sun. The more pale the women - the more men are attracted to them. We will go ...
... br> After this we went to a pearl market were they harvest and make jewelry from fresh-water oysters. Fun experience and got some great pictures of the jewelry!
We finished The tourist part of the day with a shopping experience in a market filled with three floors of booths filled will all sorts of wares from China. We all enjoyed the experience of haggling for a better price and spent the ride home showing off our prizes from our hard ...
... was feeling like a generous foreigner so when we saw Bret ahead, I grabbed my 10 yuan note to give him. Before we even stopped, Bret yelled back that they wanted more money. How much? Oh, no big. Just 300. Yup, 300 RMB for a bike ride around the block!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Uhhh....heck no. Which, give or take a few words, is what Bret told them. They both started yelling at Bret and screaming "You owe monies!!!! You owe monies!!" Then, from nowhere, another guy, who ...
... Wasn't it though.
8:38am: Actually see the 38 bus. I climb on board the crowded vehicle and swipe my metro card against the scanner near the entrance. At .40 kuai a ride, it costs literally pennies to use the bus system. I continue flipping through my flashcards as I brace against the bus's lurches and sudden stops.
8:40am: Nearly tumble into a short but stout old lady as the bus makes a particularly bold maneuver. "Duibuqi!" I exclaim. Sorry! ...