Dad and me (guess you figured that out)
Going down the alley ways -
Nice cars -
and more typical transportation.
We stopped along the way at a a typical home of a retired Chinese couple -who now are paid to have tourists tour their home. The man looked a lot like Jackie Chan. Our guide translated as we learned a little about daily life in the Hutongs.
The home was a disjointed series of rooms built around a courtyard. Every thing in it was very basic - a lot of stuff stacked around - old and new. It's hard to imagine having to go through the outside courtyard to get to the kitchen in the snowy winter - but this was considered a fairly nice home.
The Chinese love birds for pets. Dogs and cats are more rare. They like birds and fish. These birds were in the courtyard of the home.
From there we had a nice lunch and went to Tiananmen Square. Unfortunately our camera's battery died - so no pictures. The square was HUGE and very impressive with a tomb commemorating their unknown soldier and a monster video screen showing beautiful scenes of the diverse landscapes of China.
We saw the soldiers marching with their red star hats - and statues commemorating the revolution. Big posters of Mao still hang and his body lies in state in one of the buildings - but we didn't have time to stand in line to see it. Our guide really downplayed the questions about the student rebellion that took place there a few years ago. He said it was not big news there - but what news they did get told of an organized political group that used the students for their own purposes. He also said they saw pictures of some atrocities that they committed against soldiers - so he wasn't too sure about what we saw. He felt the media of each county played up what they wanted each group to see. Interesting.
We ended our day at the Yashow Market again - (more Cold Stone) and we bought 2 suitcases to bring all our stuff home - and still really didn't have enough room. The tailor came to our hotel that night and brought Dad's finished suit - just in time - and we went to bed as we had a early morning ahead with our flight home. And what a flight it was, with Dad sick as a dog - sleeping all of the way (thanks to a blessing he received inShanghai's airport from Bishop Pinson, and a sleeping pill). We sat across aisles from each other and I felt so bad for Dad - but it worked out. Getting through customs in L.A. and waiting for our flight home to Salt Lake was hard - but we made it! TA DA!!
We came home, put stuff away, started laundry, went to bed about 9 p.m. and slept for about 14 hours!! And it still took almost 2 weeks for us to feel somewhat normal again.
And that's the story of our China trip - and we're sticking to it!