Ancient inner city/ iPad for the menu

Woke up this morning in an ancient building. We are near the Bohai Sea, where the eastern end of the Great Wall meets the ocean.

We thought this would be a rural village, no polluted… but it is actually a district of the city Qinhuangdao, and the smog still is with us.

The inner city where our hotel is located is quiet and surrounded by mountains.

We are staying in what used to be in old times “Korea Hotel” and it functioned as an agency for the subordinated nation of Korea in the Ming dynasty. (We are close to Korea…)

 

At dinner time we spoke mostly “body language” and some Chinese, like FAN, “rice “-thank you, Von- and BUYAO RAW, “I don’t want meat” -in Chinese doesn’t sound that rude-

The waiters were sweet and warm, which it is such a life savior in situations like this, where manners, objects, places and languages are so different and you really become a five star foreigner…however, and by fortune, they presented the food to us in photos using an iPad…

The room is clean and very simple: the shower and the toilet are together. We were dog tired and fell asleep right away.

On the way to the Great Wall we discovered a buddhist monastery and a monk woman invited us to pray.

 

 Later, a group of Chinese girls in love with “America!!!” shared some of the path with us. They were very colorful, in and out.

Finding where the Great Wall meets the sea was an Indiana Jones epic…but finally we got there, it was windy and very cold. The open sea was a truly relief after so many days of pollution.

 

 

 

 

We walked along the seashore, thanked the sea and went back to our room to read our Chinese novels and sleep.

Three taxis, one train and two planes are awaiting us….

We are grateful for this journey. A seed has been planted.

Goodbye China, hello America.