The first afternoon that Jim and I were in Beijing we went to the Forbidden City. It's huge. A guide approached us and Jim negotiated a price. I couldn't hear a lot of what the guy said. I was also, again, miserably hot and had made the rookie mistake of keeping my cute sandals on that I had worn during the plane trip. I should have known better. Anyway, what I got out of the tour was that emperors, empresses, concubines, and lots and lots of eunuchs had lived there over the centuries. All the emperors were extremely paranoid about being murdered. A lot of parts of the palaces are kept behind windows and not well-lit, so those parts were un-photographable.
That night a colleague of Jim's took us to a lovely restaurant for Peking Duck. That dish is a big deal partly because the duck is supposed to hang for about three days and has to be ordered ahead of time. When it comes to the table the chef carves it. The best part is the skin. We were served a variety of vegetable dishes as well.
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