Among the
Hutongs Beijing
Jottings 05.05.2012
The amazing
part of our arrival was our taxi driver.
He found our Hostel without too much trouble, even though it was 1.30am,
with ill-lit hutongs (lanes) & few people around to ask. The hostel directions must have been good.
The Summer
Palace so full of people now, unlike the days of long ago when only the few
could enjoy the ambience.
Although
missing the whole-day marathon of the Great Wall, we found the City Wall built
in 13th Century, (11m high, & 14m wide at the top) just as
interesting. It overlooks the Beijing
Railway Station, where the Trans-Siberian Express starts, which was an added attraction
for Neil. The pedestrian shopping mall
of Wang Fu Jing dwarfs anything in London, or in any cities we know.
And to
compensate for the warm weather, we found a local watering place, probably well
known to many a foreign traveller : “Helen’s” - also known as “Inn 365”, is
inscribed with many greetings from past residents, all over its walls &
ceiling. But it’s the people of Beijing
that one remembers, whether in the prosperity of opening a new shop, or in
daily chores.
One special moment was to enter a genuine Chinese Tea Shoppe & enjoy a refreshing drink of real green tea. We could move on to Europe knowing that we had accomplished much & enjoyed meeting many good folk.
Sounds like you found your way around alright then.
ReplyDeleteFor those who aren't sure what dad meant, a chop seller is not a vendor of meat. In Asia, a chop is a stamp. =)