Tailaoshan International Business Hotel
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... Of course you cannot visit Beijing without having Peking duck (or Beijing roast duck). So that evening, we had a reservation at one of the best restaurants in Beijing. The whole experience was great and the food was amazing! The duck was so crispy, and the sauce was really great as well! We ordered two ducks for the five of us, which came with soup, desert and fruits – plenty of food! We had been afraid that the restaurant would be expensive, but in the end I only spent ...
... jet lag before. I have to admit though, that I am not a fan. Waking up at 3 AM (and I mean fully awake), and then staying up until 5:30 AM is certainly not my idea of fun. But hey, my body clock will regulate itself after a coupe of days, right?
Breakfast was well done at our hotel. Full omelette service with all the fixings, bacon, toast, cereal, fresh fruit, etc.. For those of you with a more diverse palette, there were certainly some more ...
... and have all these statues put up to honor China and the communism ideals. It's mind blowing to see it all. Then on our way out we noticed guards marching in a formation towards the flag and people crowding around to see. It turns out we made it there just in time to see the flag lowering ceremony. Which was pretty cool. Guards actually marched from the Forbidden City across the street, stopping traffic, to retrieve the flag. ...
... is hardly any lively life here. Once in a while we stop at a quiet town. Some of them with huge (empty) buildings, others a bit more busy. It is clear we are in the Gobi desert and apart from some mining there is not much going on.
The sun goes down on a clear sky, which gives us a very nice picture!
The border crossing is after dark. Customs guys enter the train and check your passports, they take them and we just ...
... You want?" he yelled as he approached, pointing to the cap. "One hundred five zero!"
"Wo meiyou yi bai wu shi kuai," I responded. I don't have one hundred and fifty kuai.
The shopkeeper hesitated for a second. From the surprised look on his face I could tell that he wasn't expecting that I could speak Chinese. I decided to press my luck, hoping I'd be able to get away with a cheap buy before he could pull himself back together.