Walls.

Last day in Beijing. Nikki and I went for korean food mmm, which we pretty much decided korea knows whats up. Food wise, i can eat almost everything (yay!) fashion wise they got the rest of this part of the world beat (close with japan) and the men are the best looking. its settled i have to go to korea now.


Welp, i went to the wall and it really was beautiful. Freezing! but beautiful. It was also incredibly big and miles and miles long. Along every inch of this thing was all of this carving, im sure to any Chinese person it doesn't look that great, but all these scratchings of peoples names looked reallly pretty up close. To me, miles and miles of decoration.

I took a moment to get a shot of my cold little commie feet, in my new red kicks, on the great wall. Oh the places you'll go.

I realized i dont have any pictures of myself in china and flipped the cam around to get this one of myself along the wall. I wasnt ready so i ended up looking kind of concerned or contemplative, but liked it anyways. The cold was intense and the wind was so fast it almost ripped through my windbreaker, and threatened my nose and chin. But after a while the cold settled, and i felt comfy, and adapted.

My first view of it, from far off. Somethings are so surreal, I keep thinking im going to wake up and i think i dreamed all this. Its strange to fulfill things youve only heard about, and its great to realize your potential and realize your own strength and capacity.

Really, its not the history or the surreality that people go to the wall for, its for the view. I'd do anything for a nice view. Really, its all i need.