Today we had a more relaxed day. As we had our first lie-in, in the last two weeks, we dreamed of what we could do in the free day that was to follow. We got up, packing frantically, thinking, "How did I ever expect all this to fit!!!!" At 10am, some of us decided to go get our nails done, (J.T. in toe of a group of girls to watch...) Meanwhile, the rest of the group slept the rest of the morning.
We came back to the high school for lunch, then headed out again for an afternoon and evening trip. The bus dropped the remaining schools at ya show silk market. However, being the St. Leonards bunch, we HAD to be difficult, and get a taxi to xiushui market. There, we gazed at the thousands of pounds worth of pearls layed out in front of us. (We had to hold Miss. Semper back... again.) We also investigated the silk floor, (again, holding Miss. Semper back from the silk hand bags.)
Having dragged everyone away from the pearl necklaces only costing a grand total of £2, we went to the top flor for our last meal of Peking Duck. The delicious meal mirrored the flawless jewellery, it was a meal to remember, to say the least.
We had invited our guides, Chris and Robert, to have the meal with us. We had a great time.
After dinner, we took the underground to the main shopping stret of Wan Fu Jing, so that we could see the night market.
We could hardly believe our eyes when we saw the things for sale in the stalls. To give the readers a taste of what was there, (to use a cruel irony,) there was scorpion, grasshopper, star fish, silk worm, and cockroach on sticks. (As well as a lot of other insects that none of us had the faintest idea what they were...) But in general, it was an excellent experience, and all of us enjoyed it.
On our way back to the accommodation, we were hit with the beginnings of what felt like the monsoon season. When the rain thinned out a little, and the thunder and flashing of lightening faded slightly, we dared to try to get a taxi. As all the drivers said no to our soaking faces, we felt slightly annoyed at the scenario.
We took the underground to around half way back, then tried to get another taxi. With luck on our side this time, we managed to flag one down, and made it back. Rain still pooring, thunder still rummbling, and lightening still flashing, we crawl into bed, and enjoy our last night in Beijing.
J.T. Baird, Fran, Ella, Kriss, Francis, Hannah, Kate, Mrs Lindsay & Miss Semper xx