We went on a class field trip the Great Wall (长城). This is my class:
Took me about one and a half hours to get to the “peak”. A fourth of the way up I found myself saying: “is this the wall? are we at the wall? is this it?!!” but of course it wasn’t. I hadn’t made it past the stairs yet :o
Halfway through I really thought I was going to hurl and all the 加油’s (go!) in the world couldn’t make me feel better.
Three quarters in and we are serenaded by a fellow traveler’s rendition of: Your Song.
Finally made it! Then I realize: “Oh… we just made it to the wall… there’s more climbing to do.” But once we were actually on the wall everything was so much better! The air was cooler and the view was so beautiful. Nothing was really in bloom yet and the skies were gray because it was about to rain, but it still looked really cool.
From 北京 with 爱，(from Beijing with love),