- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... despite mist/smog. Having got up at 3am to watch England lose (again) it was time for a well deserved nap before another fantastic meal and then yet another night train - my final long journey - to Beijing.
Upon arrival there was no time for hanging about, it was a quick shower, pack a day bag and then off to explore the Great Wall of China. This was an amazing trip where we drove out to a completely deserted section of the wall and camped right next to it. We had to ...
... for Corrine. Corrine wanted to see Sanlitun since she had never been there before.
Emi, Corrine, and I took the subway to go to Sanlitun. On the subway, a Chinese girl fell asleep in her seat. She had her mouth wide opened.
"You are such a primadonna, Benny." Emi said. She always tells me how much I act like one.
"I have no shame." I said.
"At least I admit it." I ...
... what to do. Apparently the way is to have one piece of crackling dipped in sugar (!), one piece of meat dipped in chilli and another dipped in plum sauce, then spring onion dipped in plum sauce, a finally a sprinkling of cucumber. It really was delicious! They gave us so many pancakes as well, we nowhere near finished them! I would say I maybe had about 12 pancakes, and then 2 of those buns which we were told to put the duck skin in (healthy...). I was ...
... leave early saying goodbye to all the amazing people we met during the Trans-Siberian journey because our journey now headed south the Xi'an. I think during our time on the tour we had gotten on well with all other people in our group and hope to meet up with and see some of them again. Beijing was now over and its time to plan the rest of our travels ourselves having no honchos to arrange activities or order our food. The **** just got real, so bring it on!
... hours ahead of you all, and we have been on the go for over 24 hours. A quick "power nap" has brought us to supper. Something of a challenge: there was a boiling soup, into which had to be sorted a variety of meats. We clearly needed Young Clayton to advise,assist and befriend. I am already in serious trouble: I am not to joke, my artistic talents are being criticised as being flatulent, by which I am to understand that I am writing too much. But my public demands it. This is ...