Sunday, April 1, 2012
An afternoon in the hutongs with our London friends: the Bell Tower with tea ceremony, Drum Tower with drum ceremony, lunch in the bizarrely named Sculpting In Time cafe (with no ceremony) and a walk down Nanlougou which is Beijing's answer to Camden Market. We ended up in Jingshan Park which, on Sunday afternoon, is filled with singing oldies. I won't repeat a couple of other posts about this, but it never fails to rouse the spirits. As we climbed the fake hill at its southern end, we turned round and it was if the whole park was alive with sound. And on reaching the top one is faced with the Forbidden City stretching southwards for a mile or so, imposing and, well, forbidding.