The train had to do switch-backs up through the wild and narrow valley to reach the Great Wall. Hjalte wanted to go up to the highest point, while Serena and I took the cable-car. As it was, Hjalte went to the left side while we glided up to the right side and we did not meet before leaving the wall. It was much better than any picture to see for real how the wall kept snaking up and down the incredible steep green mountains. The wall was heavily restored, and not a single stone appeared to be old. The overcrowded bus we took back to Beijing was flying down the mountain and then as expected caught in chaotic traffic jams. Millions of people and cars and street-stalls and flashing advertisements. The tickets-seller yelled, parents and children got tired and some jumped off the not-moving bus to catch the subway.


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