This is my last
Beijing tourist recounting of sights and sounds. We have just returned from a day at the Great
Wall and an afternoon at the Summer Palace of the Emperors. Yesterday we walked
through what felt like most of Tiananmen Square and then visited the Forbidden City.
Chairman Mao and Me |
Tiananmen Square
uniformed guards marching about and "guarding." But it was
a very good snapshot view of the Chinese population. There were families with
small children and grandparents, young couples, school groups--a bird's eye
view of the social system. Think of a Memphis in May crowd milling about with
snacks and cold drinks and you have the general picture. Even when we were in
the Beijing train station, I didn't get a sense of the crowd
potential until we walked through this square. Picture acres of concrete with the
widest roadway in the world (12 lanes I think it is) on one side. It was on that roadway that the students and tanks faced off some years ago in June. (I just had to get my bearings in regard to those famous photos.) It was both a festive and solemn setting--flags, memorial statues, guards, and then the family photo opportunity to mark a visit, and the stunning landscaping. The flowers made the gardener in me snap not only Mao photos but pictures of petunias and marigolds.
Forbidden City
The Forbidden City was
straight out of the movie The Last Emperor. Oh, wait a minute. Make that--the
movie set was a dead ringer for the real thing. Vast, regal, vast, and impossible to capture the small details with my camera. Everyone has noticed, I'm sure, that I did the tourist-thing, photos with me in front of the scenic stops--yes, to prove I really was
there.
I particularly love the children playing in the Forbidden City--maybe like the little emperor would have liked to do. Even Barbie and the Walt Disney princesses are now in the Forbidden City (which was in its glory forbidden to all but the select few in the emperor's entourage).
I particularly love the children playing in the Forbidden City--maybe like the little emperor would have liked to do. Even Barbie and the Walt Disney princesses are now in the Forbidden City (which was in its glory forbidden to all but the select few in the emperor's entourage).
The Great Wall...goes on and on... and up and up
On Beijing, Day Two, the Great Wall was GREAT, but there was not a trolley/tram option. Our
tour guide was fleet of
foot and thought nothing of climbing, scrambling, and walking for a "quick" 30 minutes to the next venue. So, she announced as we were making hairpin turns in the bus inching our way up the mountain that we were not going to the tram landing, but to a walking point. After disembarking from the bus (yes, we all wore sturdy shoes) we had a "quick" 15 minute walk to the entrance and then began climbing. To say the incline was 45 degrees would be an understatement. There were not so many steps (what there were are very old and uneven--think back to a start in the 7th century BC. Anyway, we went through narrow passages and peered out of slits used to protect archers. Three of us in my little trekking group made it to the first outpost (20 minutes+ of climbing, huffing, and puffing) and then headed down. I did not feel like I could in good faith buy a " climbed the Great Wall tee-shirt, but I did get my photo taken (tourist style) on the wall and I'm proud of it. The red shoes came out at the Great Wall and even made the Buddha laugh.
foot and thought nothing of climbing, scrambling, and walking for a "quick" 30 minutes to the next venue. So, she announced as we were making hairpin turns in the bus inching our way up the mountain that we were not going to the tram landing, but to a walking point. After disembarking from the bus (yes, we all wore sturdy shoes) we had a "quick" 15 minute walk to the entrance and then began climbing. To say the incline was 45 degrees would be an understatement. There were not so many steps (what there were are very old and uneven--think back to a start in the 7th century BC. Anyway, we went through narrow passages and peered out of slits used to protect archers. Three of us in my little trekking group made it to the first outpost (20 minutes+ of climbing, huffing, and puffing) and then headed down. I did not feel like I could in good faith buy a " climbed the Great Wall tee-shirt, but I did get my photo taken (tourist style) on the wall and I'm proud of it. The red shoes came out at the Great Wall and even made the Buddha laugh.
I am compiling a reading list of Chinese history books for this next year's educational reading. Now that I've seen where they lived and walked and fought, I want to have a better picture of the when and how it all happened.
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