It is Saturday morning and I am standing in the middle of The Olympic Park in Beijing in the sunshine and wondering what we will be having for lunch… Well… I am not but Tess Karlinski was when she toured China… and I feel that I am right beside her.. If you have not been to China you will find this series a wonderful introduction to the country and its customs. Thanks Tess I will have some of the batter fried fish.
The Olympic Park
The Olympic grounds had been built on razed farmland. We were told all the displaced farmers had been given jobs and a better apartment than the farmhouses they’d lived in. Everyone’s happy; a win-win.
To get to the entrance of the Park, a busy four-lane highway had to be negotiated by foot. The bus had been parked on the other side. Although busy, the hazards of crossing presented less chance of being run over than in the midst of the city if you timed your jaunt.
At long last, we were free to wander the grounds. I found our time there boring, however. The sun smirked overhead. Paved walkways, expansive stone-tiled, and bricked thoroughfare stretched miles ahead, too bright and stripped of any shade. Thank goodness for hats and sunglasses. It felt a clear day and I noticed no smog to date.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtjogMtnrjw (published Feb. 2014, 2.53 min)
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