Tuesday, May 6, 2008The Great Wall, Mutianu
You know in your head what to expect.
And you’re wrong.
After disembarking from the cable car, then following more steps, then climbing a ladder-like section, we surfaced on top of The Great Wall of China. I stood up. Turned west. Took one look at a centuries old image made of ancient stones, snaking its way across the mountain ridges in front of me.
Yup. Tears. Quiet little is-this-really-happening-to-me tears overflowing eyes brimming with joy.
Trust me. You don’t know. Not until you get there.
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