Wednesday and the remainder

Wednesday, I spent the day with Uncle Peter.  He took me to see more of Tiananmen Square (including Mao's body, which is in an air-tight glass display case) and the Forbidden City.  The architecture of the buildings in the Forbidden City is quite something.  The detail and intricacy is much different from ancient Western architecture.  We spent most of our time at the Forbidden City.  I spent a lot of time just soaking up the place and relaxing in some of the parks.  (Not to mention, after two previous days of a good amount of walking, my legs were beginning to talk to me.  The architecture is difficult to describe, so I will allow my posted pictures to do that job.)

 

Over the course of the week, I befriended Yao, the restaurant owner at the hotel that I stayed at. He is probably in his mid to late twenties, has great spoken English, and had studied in Europe for some time.  Neat guy to talk to.  He took my picture to put up on his wall of visiting foreigners in his restaurant.  So if you ever go to the restaurant at the Far East Beijing Youth Hotel, tell Yao that Richard send you.

 

This trip makes it as "hao" in my book!