Beijing

Beijing, it was an other long train ride up north in a full Chinese train. But it was worth every minute, being among the people, sleeping on a hard sleeper and trying to mingle in. But as we where the only tourists on the train you stay an attraction. We met one boy who could speak English, he learned it school and this was the first time he could practice his English. Every one was so happy we could speak, as he could translate between us and all the other people in the train. It was great, they where so curious where we came from and what we thought of China.
Arriving in Beijing I was a lucky little girl as I could stay for 2 weeks with my dear friend/ old colleague from Paris. Paolo is working here in the fashion Industry and I was able to stay with him. It was great to stay in one place for a bit longer, have my own room (on the 23th floor over looking the city ;) and unpack my backpack for the 1st time in 8 months. Merci Paolo!!
Beijing was great, a beautiful day walking over the Great wall, biking trough the city after I both my own bicycle :), and working at Paolo's atelier. It made me realize I was happy and maybe it was slowly time to think about going home...