Hutong Pedicabs

We’d driven through this part of town briefly the night before, so I was glad to be able to take a closer look. It is kind of an eclectic mix of old and new, sort of like the rest of Beijing. Along the river, there is an area known as “Bar Street” which in the summer months is packed to overflowing with locals spilling out of the doors of their favorite watering holes, all with river front views.

Although Mr. Wu spoke no English, we did get to chat through an interpreter. Now retired, he was originally an archaeologist for the Chinese government, with a specialty of porcelain and metalware. When they would unearth a new dig site, the pieces found would be sent to Mr. Wu for dating. Very cool stuff

I just kept 4emembering my days at summer camp and how depressed my seven year olds would get when they were separated from their parents for just three or four days, Anyway, I’m sure the children get used to it, but I couldn’t imagine being separated from a two year old.
The children here were quite cute, and very mischievous, so it was fun to watch them in high-energy action. May, my tour guide, had bought me a candied fruit stick, and stupidly we carried the candy into the kindergarten. So the whole time we were there, the kids plotted ways to steal the candy from us. When we did finally turn over one stick, there was a near war over how they were going to share the candy.

Hutong is directly on the main Meridian lines I was talking about a few days ago, so we were in direct line, immediately between Tiananmen Square and the Ming Tombs. The Hutong Bell Tower was the original end of the Meridian Line, before the Ming Tombs were built. (As an interesting note, the Beijing Olympics Village is also being built on this Meridian Line, somewhere between Tiananmen Square and the Hutong Bell Tower.)
After the Hutong Tour, we stopped for lunch at a Sichuan (Szechuan) restaurant. The food here was quite good, and I enjoyed a Kung Pao Chicken (among many other dishes) that had some kind of very fragrant peppercorn attached.

At the airport May and I even had time to enjoy a nice Starbucks (total Mocha withdrawls here), before I boarded my plane.
Xian City
Xian is considerably larger than I expected it to be. In total the city is about 7 million people, with about 5 inside the city borders and another 2 outside. I guess I expected it to be more of a country village, but I was very wrong.
Because I arrived at Xian rather late, my dinner tonight was to be in-hotel dining, at the Sheraton hotel, which is quite well known for it’s cuisine throughout the area. However, as soon as I learned it was Mediterranean food, I rebelled against the system.
I knew that Xian is very famous for a type of lamb stew with dumplings, so I found out (from the gift shop lady) a place that serves this famous dish. She wrote everything I needed in Chinese, so all I had to do was show the taxi driver and off I went.
My 20 minute taxi ride into downtown was only $1.50 and the dinner, which included a huge bowl of the most delicious lamb stew, as well as a bowl of Hot & Sour Soup (giant-sized) and two large sized bottles of beer, only cost me $6. I was living like a queen.
Tomorrow morning, we’re off to see the Terra Cotta Warriors, Just can’t wait.
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