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... was making me rethink my capabilities but I was determined to walk on the wall so I kept going. I eventually made it up the stairs to the cable car entrance and hopped aboard as the car swung by. I actually wound up with a car to myself. I think it was the first time I had done something in China alone. At this point I still hadn’t seen the wall yet and got pretty excited when it finally came into view for the first time. The car reached ...
... on the Kindle. Good old Harry Potter.
The Train pulled in and it looked like something out of the 1800’s. Maybe it was.
All the staff were Chinese which filled my expectations slightly higher as reading up over the past few months on the train it seemed as though the Chinese train was the better out of the two. The other is run by Russians.
Carriage no 9, and beds 7 and 8. Into the train ...
Last night, I skyped with my high school friend Summer! I was jealous that she was spending a semester in Spain. That country is a place that I want to check out badly.
Most of the time, I barely see anybody from high school. People that I stay in touch with tend to be busy with their own things. I typically see people like every six months.
So for today, I finally got out of bed at ten am. I ate breakfast and then I did ...
... there. The traffic was awful. Just like Los Angeles during rush hour, and it was rush hour here too. Eventually, at this one stop, everyone started getting off. "Well," I thought, "this must be it." Or at least I was praying it was it.
I got my suitcase from underneath and looked around. I saw no one. I stood there for awhile. No one. It was hot, but really not so bad, compared to Hong Kong. There were some steps, so I went and sat down. I figured I would be ...
... Oline, I even danced. Yes, me, dancing in public with endless and exhausting energy. I realized then and there that this my life now in this once forbidden city, and of course one is only too aware of the westernization of China's largest urban cities. It was a great experience, and for once I was able to let myself go.
BARTERING AND SHOPPING AT YASHOW MARKET.