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... part one little building that the emperor used to discuss with his ministers. This building was actually well-furnished and light, so you could properly see inside (in contrast to the buildings in the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace, which are scarcely furnished and very dark inside). The building finally gave a good idea of how things used to look like!
After Beihai park I took the metro to the Olympic park. The place is not very spectacular, but it’s cool to see ...
... site that is a political dichotomy of Chinese communist pride and democratic unrest. One of my earliest memories when I hear the name Tiananamen Square is the iconic image of the lone Chinese protester standing defiantly before a row of tanks presented by Western media outlets. That having been said, you can see from my pictures that the space is huge, and signs of China's communist regime are everywhere - right down to the numerous ...
... the heat on for us. Lets just say the tundra might have been warmer for that nap.
Burgers were delicious, fresh cooked and served with pretty darn good fries. And the beers were also pretty good, especially for a Beijing Brewery.
The next morning as our last thing before heading back to the Shiz, we went to see the Forbidden City. Which I have to admit, a few parts were cool, and it is really big, but there ...
... job is done and we can continue. Onwards through the desert and by sunrise we look out of the window to vast plains, first still a bit green, lateron mainly dusty and sandy. This is definitely a desolate place. The first ger tents come along the horizon as well. Horses, camels, sheep and even a couple of (Dutch?) cows are visible. This is Mongolia and the picture will not change for the next couple of hours until we arrive in ...
... he said. Sixty kuai!
"Er shi wu!" Twenty-five!
"Wu shi wu" Fifty-five!
I had my wallet out by now. "Bu yao, bu yao," I told him, shaking my head. No thanks. I started walking away -- I'd been told that walking away is key.
The shopkeeper immediately followed on my heels, shouting. "Deng yixia! Deng yixia!" Wait! Wait! "Wu shi! Wu shi!" Fifty!
I turned back towards him. "San shi wu ma?" I asked. Thirty-five? ...