The Great Wall

After spending a couple of hours walking on top of it, we now know why it’s called the Great Wall of China and not just the Very Good Wall. “Cecilia” took us to a section northeast of Beijing that attracts fewer tourists. And we saw why. It was difficult going in parts—very steep and uneven; we saw the bloody aftermath of one person’s fall—but spectacular in every sense. Pick your cliché; it fits. We all felt like we got in a good workout; it was hot, in the 90s, and we were sweating (some of us more than others, it seems). And Leah got to fulfill a dream of playing her violin on the Great Wall, becoming a bit of a tourist attraction herself in the process! We rode ski-lift-type chairs up to the access point and took a fun ride down a toboggan at the end. All in all, a great day.