A short coach journey deposited us in Tiananmen Square, the scale of which
is hard to appreciate without experiencing it. Chairman Mau's mausoleum is just
one of many stately buildings co-located with the square, but they were all much
more modern than our next target, the Forbidden City. Perhaps a contradiction in
terms, since we were actually welcomed in, through the gate formerly reserved for
the royal family in fact ... or perhaps they just recognised our class?
The scale of the city (formerly the Imperial Palace) is once more hard to
believe until you begin to travel through it. At almost a kilometre long and
half a kilometre wide, it boasted a retinue of 40 000 and reputedly contained
over 9000 rooms. It was in the City that we spotted a sign to the 'Hall of the
Supreme Principle' and briefly wondered whether it would make a good present for
Mrs Dunsford (spelling notwithstanding).
After a banquet lunch, it was on to the Llama Temple to see a rather grand
location given over to Buddhism. Previously a minor (?!) royal palace, it was
hard not to see parallels with the Forbidden City and though it's more recent
use may be more spiritual, it was another location rich in symbolism. Sticking
with that theme, we then experienced a tea ceremony, though tasted only a few of
the many thousand varieties of Chinese tea, including one with no tea in at
all!
Our appetites whetted, we then enjoyed a Peking Duck dinner - "similar, but
not the same as crispy aromatic duck like at home" was the opinion.
Finally our evening concluded with a Kung Fu show; a dramatic retelling of
a classic story ... which fused together storytelling, dance, martial arts and
gymnastics. Quite a show to end quite a day.
It's seems hard to believe that a) you're on the other side of the world and b)you've got sunshine! You're on another planet - can you remember what Sheffield looked like as you left? It STILL looks like that with no sign of a thaw. Seeing you (even from behind) standing in that extraordinary place (You're more or less where the crowds were when the Last Emperor loses his cricket aren't you?) makes me feel quite emotional... I expect you'll be able to guess by now that this is a message to Freya from your embarrassing Mum xxxx
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