These pictures come from my first day in Beijing, before I went into the northwest. My mother and I visited Tian Tan (the heavenly palace) and then the National Palace Museum. The first two pictures are from Tian Tan and I hardly took any pictures in the Museum. Mostly, I was just hot, tired, and sick of the paint fumes. I would have gladly traded the history lessons and the thousands-year-old artifacts for a nice cup of bubble tea and kept telling my mother that, but she wouldn't listen. Something about once-in-a-lifetime opportunities and appreciating your roots. I don't know. The last picture is from the People's Square, across from the Palace Museum. I had seen that image many times elsewhere, in movies, on TV, and in books and finally there I was, standing by the square. And it occured to me then, "I'm really in China." Then, a second later, I realized that being outside wasn't a quarter as nice as being in the AC'ed car and wanted back in. But no, we went to the Palace Museum instead.
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