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... horses) had had left an indelible mark on Chinese culture.
Arriving by sleeper train from Chengdu at around 6am, we decided that after dropping our bags off at the hostel we would make the most of being awake and travelled to see the city's most famous icon - the Terracotta Army, situated an hour's bus journey east of the city (costing 8 yuan from the main station). Described by some as the Eighth Wonder of the World, the thousands of life-size ...
... adults were on a race to take care of a baby and were filmed from weird ceiling cameras at all times. Fun times!
The next day we went river rafting which was really fun. Plus the river guide took us through a TUNNEL! My host mom had a good time taking her bucket of water and pouring it down my pants but unfortunately there is no video evidence. Sorry! At lunch my host dad and I's conversation gravitated towards politics as usual, which is always a good test of my ...
... different and according to the experts there are over six thousand of them in all. I fought for this spot and I kept it as long as I could snapping pictures as quickly as I could as the press of people was threatening to push me over the rail if I didn’t start moving to the side.
We walked around the entire perimeter of pit one and got pictures from all angles and of warriors in different states of restoration. This has to be the ...
... Great Mosque and spent some time walking through and examining the exhibition rooms only to discover a photo of Archbishop Rowan Williams who came to visit too. We are amongst the rich and famous here in China. President Putin has just left Shanghai as we are about to arrive after our overnight train journey. Treating ourselves to a small luxury we commissioned the hotel to arrange a taxi ride for us to the train station as buses are not good when you are wearing a rucksack. ...
... are getting used to it. We managed to figure out that they couldn't sell us one but the person on the phone told us which bus to take. We got on and the bus driver started shouting at us when we asked if the bus was going to Pingyao. So we sat down and hoped for the best. Then this scruffy looking guy, worryingly carrying a metal pole, started barking instructions at us in broken English. We weren't sure whether he knew where we wanted to go or was ...