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... in a siheyuan, the traditional courtyard residence of days past. We walked through hutongs (alleys made from the arrangement of siheyuan homes of the neighbourhood) to reach our host's home. Along the way we past a public toilet and Andy mentioned we should go if we needed to as there was no bathroom facilities at the siheyuan. I didn't really have to go but since we were here I thought I might as well. I opened the door to quite a shocking scene, no stalls ...
... turned into huge meal.
Replete, we wound our way home via shopping! We investigated the Arts and Crafts Building.
Charmed by my play with Chinese characters this morning, I got hold of calligraphy brushes and a practice sheet. Yay!
Russell came home with a new black leather trench coat so is very happy!
Back to the hotel by 6:00 a nice soak in the huge bath and then cocktails on the roof, what a way to start our stroll!
... I return home, I will be shocked about not having to use Chinese. No more Chinese music playing. No more annoying old Chinese ladies screaming pointless things for everyone to hear. No more hearing old people spitting so loud. Not having to struggle to communicate with a customer service worker. I won't have direct access to a great public transportation near me. No more weekly Chinese tutoring with Jacky, which makes me sad since he has helped me so much and ...
... there for every meal.
Ada got a few different things for me to try. The first was this jiggly, gelatinous goo with liver and intestines in it. I was somewhat disgusted just looking at it. I knew I wouldn't like it. First, I don't like jiggly, gelatinous goo of any kind: not jello, pudding, American yogurt, jelly or jam, or anything like that. There was no way I was going to like this stuff. I tried it though. It was way worse than the cicada! Bleh!!!
Then the other ...
... into Vito once more. Dinner and back to the hostel. Jörgen relaxes at the hostel while Maria and Maja head out to Ghost Street, hunting for street food. Nice!
Last day in Beijing, first we have to get train tickets sorted. Spring festival is approaching and 1 Billion Chinese will travel 'home', where ever that may be. The train station now already compare to ant farms and so queueing for our tickets takes an hour, at least. We've sorted out the routing with the ...