My recent (company) trip to Beijing, China (and by recent I mean a couple of months ago) was interesting to say the least. It was nice to feel the cold air once again with it being close to winter and all, and with it came the comforting illusion of being back in chilly england. So yes, the weather was glorious. It's also funny how despite knowing the language and being (relatively) proficient in it, i barely uttered a chinese word. I was starkly aware of being in a foreign land, even with my (obvious) asian roots.
Nonetheless, it was a nice few days of soaking in both the old and new world that seemed to so distinctively divide Beijing. So here are some photos! I almost think that Beijing becomes so much more beautiful in black and white.
[The great wall]
[The forbidden city, invaded by hoards of tourists]
[touristy tin mugs]
[a choo-choo train]
[giant Chinese art sculptures at art district 798]
[GIANT tin mug installation]
[my colleague and friend, cheryl with her stick of sugar coated hawthorne berries]
[piping hot sweet potatoes being sold by the roadside]
I'm pretty sure that Shanghai is next on my to-visit (China) list.