Beijing in winter is usually bone dry and flipping cold. It apparently rarely snows so when I was there more than a decade ago and everything was white even the smog didn’t matter that much.
I’ve been to the Forbidden City a few times, but this was quite likely the most peaceful ever.
For those who are interested, a four-star-rated toilet comes with heated seats. Or at least does so in my memory.
When visiting Beijing, the Great Wall is a must-see. On this occasion, I went to Si Ma Tai which is a bit further out and less touristy.
Of course, one should always follow the instructions given. I don’t recall a mini-train though.
Couples on their wedding shoot are great entertainment. Doing this in freezing temperatures – I just hope the marriage is still worth it.
In 2006, I travelled to Mongolia for about one week to see the Naadam festival (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naadam). I only got a glimpse of what I thought was a fascinating and truly wild country.
In the Gobi desert, I experienced rain and met some kids.
In the capital, Ulaanbataar, everybody was out in their Sunday best.
The members of the armed forces were only a little suspicious of a photographer.
Some were just pretending to be in Star Wars.
And some had bigger bums than others.
A long, long time ago, in a country far, far away:
There were skilled horsemen and brave fighters.
There were places where one could feel a force.
Great beasts could be discovered who had been slain by … the man with the camel?
But balance could always be found on the wanderer’s path.
The smaller the neighbour the bigger the bite.
My neighbours are different; my neighbours are gorgeous.