Thursday, 12 November 2009

Warriors, Come Out To Play

I'm in Xi'an, which is a vital chain in my Big City Alphabet.

It's also very cold. No, colder than that. Coming from Yichang to here is the biggest temperature difference I've had since switching from a British winter to a Buenos Aires summer. I got on the train wearing shorts and flip flops; got off the train and was pleased that I'd been carrying superfluous walking boots for the past ten months.

We had about six inches of snow the first night. That's a fun amount of snow. So much fun that it somewhat diminishes the experience of seeing the Terracota Warriors. Really, who wants to see an incomplete archeological site when the alternative is throwing snowballs at strangers?

Weirdest Food: I'm not certain but I think I ate a barbecued testicle last night. The trouble with never knowing what you're eating is that you can't tell people that you've eaten weird stuff.

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