So, was that it about Beijing?
No, there were two more days. We just walked the center a bit, stumbled upon a big lake with lots of cafes and restaurants, wandered through little Russia, got cheated by a fortune teller and met this fellow, who was flying a kite, using the contraption on his belly.
The amazing thing was that the kite was (an educated guess) at least 200 or 300 meters up in the sky, almost invisible due to the haze. That in itself wasn't too amazing, it was quite windy that day, but he was flying the thing smack in the center of Beijing.
I was wondering what would happen if the kite would unexpectedly come down, with 300 meters of line draped over the city center...
He was very proud of the machine on his belly, needed to tell us how much he had paid for it, and was very happy to pose for a good shot.
There's one more album to come, with photos of those two days.
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