night train to Beijing - ENG - the beds too small for us ... because we have to!
The hardships have paid off - Beijing here we are!
street kitchens in our hutongs.
Chinese stew :-)
City Center - very modern.
control pure here, students are complaining about many of the rules - well, then comes time to Beijing!
Streets of Beijing.
The wire is gesatellt Essel, go can go on.
Where are we? Chinese are always to help, even if with hands and feet.
Eduardo - who is there under the helmet. Cheers Andy!
Exhausted from the tour in Schpping Slik Market
Bike Tour Beijing - just beautiful.
dream feeling of pure and we ship in the middle.
At the waterlily pond - whether Philipp Poisel good here wrote his songs?
"Under the willows I schenck DIR moments that remain .."
Our little neighbor's child with her chipmunk.
Forbidden City - too many tourists, a little something endtäuschend :-(
The MAO was large in the background
We are superstars: Once again a picture with a Chinese woman.
Peace!
Pink House Women's Club in the Forbidden City.
boat tour with our ducks.
narrow channels that connect connect connect.
Peking duck - is here ready to cook.
Shopping again - fresh fruit en masse.
A dream is coming true: The Great Wall of China.
wohooo and we are truly on the Great Wall
10 km hike, pretty steep.
"This way will not be easy, this way is rocky and hard."
Team: Andy, Desi, me, Hannah
Almost there!
done: as we have already deserved a beer, or Mom?
A cable car in the ravine of death.
The first words with which we were greeted by a taxi driver in Beijing. As says one once the Chinese had a closed, unfriendly people. But for later. to play to be
welcomes the initial euphoria same in English, the ray of hope finally back to Easy Going Travel applied without any sign language, imitate animal sounds to have or Pictionary vanished, even in the second sentence of the taxi drivers, because that sounded now really all Chinese for us. That a standard set of "Welcome ..." We heard quite a few times, but it was not because of the good English but the Chinese are remnants of the 2008 Olympics here. As we cleared up Hannah, our omniscient chicks gathered around the taxi driver probably months before the Olympics in huge lecture halls at the university after a set time and again that award, so to speak, they really sound, but more English is not in it :-(
A real
By fighting began, because not that words like Railway station, bank or supermarket are known ... so come on Andy get your sound box and I get out the brush was ... always have been by my students praised for my art works at the table when introducing vocabulary ... Uiuiui ;-)
Bejjing: a hammer city, is one of my TOP RANKING list!
We booked into an old hutong, which are so-called neighborhoods / areas. Our Hostel (Hostel Far East) is a true oasis, with a wide and quiet courtyard, and the middle of a 15 million city. Life in the hutongs is so peaceful that lead people to play on the street, old Opis their dogs for a walk, children playing or just pee on the street, smoking food stall, particularly at night a show has moved time and again to marvel. There walks LingFu, T-shirt, of course, carded upward so that the corpulent belly is worn to show ... then Shangli, but with the Hello Kitty pajama clad, sitting on the road to Hutongklo ... Milu on the side of the road and plays the flute ... Chungfu with the card set and precious bundle of Yan in the hand on the way to gamblers FunKungla round ... and still running his night dance session in the park. A driver that is so peaceful and harmonious play. Everyone knows everyone in his Hutong, there's only bathroom / toilet per street, a hairdresser, a butcher, a 24-hour shop, a tea shop and small street kitchens. After a day we felt at home and were immediately known. Now to the Chinese: A very curious why people one must not be confused when suddenly a front stops on a screened from top to bottom, just watching and even arrives. But not unpleasant ... the are so fascinated by India and western Sometimes you really like a superstar, because everyone wants a picture with you.
"One million bicycles in Beijing" which can not only Katie Meluha singing but now we have a song. You have to imagine four lane roads and all go peacefully side by side, whether by car, bus, taxi or even by bike We immediately fell in love cycling here and have 3 days to our bike market See, to the palace and went to dinner ... ah pure feeling of home. It was very hard to take leave of this great city, but you know me, new ideas and requests are already in my head ... English teachers here are always looking urgently ... I say only: ". At home in the world"
The crowning was our farewell Hike on the Great Wall - Jinshanling to Simatai 10 km from the blazing heat. Pure effort, a lot of sweat has gone but also moist eyes - a life-long dream came true. It was just like a miracle to sit there, feeling the wind and enjoy a chilled beer as a reward.
★ * • Moments of happiness. ★ * •
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