Schonbrunn Hotel Beijing
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... 2 hours after eating an enormous dim sum lunch. Wow, sooo full!! Waddled home via a, guess what, FOOD market!!
Day 3 - early start (after a 7/11 breakfast in our room to avoid the greasy caff) hopping onto a private minibus which took us to a different section of the Great Wall, at Mutianyu. This time we walked up, and up and up to a very high point. Talk about a work out for the knees, but it was rewarding as there were no huge crowds ...
... who is our Social Studies teacher. And finally there is Mr. Patton who teaches English for a class that's English level is lower then the rest of the grade. My roommate was Ricky who will appear many times in this blog. He was born in China but lived for most of his life in America only to come back to China again .
... is very similar to a great Chinese buffet but the meat is sometimes (not often) indistinguishable. Once we asked what a meat was and they insisted it was chicken, however, it tasted strangely of fish. This meal was all of our favorite. The flavors and tastes here were so good much more familiar to our palate and less oily than other places. Dinner was a little different. We were excited excited at first about the ...
... 12 dumplings between us I ate 8 of them! I almost turned into a dumpling, such great food. So fed and watered we headed back to the hostel to tackle some practicalities such as packing and check in for our flights to Oz etc. After some hard work it was time to get me drinking hat on. Áine quizzed a guy who had been in the hostel for 3 weeks, about where is best to go and we headed for "bar street". After a 20mim walk along a ...
... Where is my he?" He would point ahead and I would say "Jaiyou! Jaiyou!" "Go! Go!" After a few minutes, I grew concerned. We were no longer on popular streets but were going down random back alleys. The houses were small little rooms and there were fewer and fewer people milling around. The guy started slowing down his bicycling and making a big deal about how hard he was working to pedal my fatness around. I had already planned to give him a little extra money ...