Holy hard bedding. Geez! I'm pretty sure that we each slept on a slab of concrete last night disguised with a sheet. I remember reading about hard mattress in China... but omg. That mattress isn't worthy of the name "mattress!"
Nonetheless, the jet lag was starting to wear off so most of us slept relatively well ... despite the concrete-like experience.
Breakfast in Xian brought on some new menu selections. Fried teriyaki fish and fried teriyaki chicken. American pancakes ( with were really floppy pieces of French toast). More beans. And several soups that I didn't recognize. The adventures in food always make the blog list. Dan went with cereal and toast.
Xian is a small city by China standards. Only 9 million people (compared to Beijing's 21 million). The city center is surrounded by a 600 year old wall, which was previously designed to protect the city from invaders. It's one of the few city walls still standing.
We started the day on Muslim street... an entire street block linked with food vendors. Noodles. Beef. Squid. Lamb. Homemade yogurt. Dried fruits and nuts. More noodles. It was all there.
Sara in her glory- potatoe chips on a stick
Squid on a stick
We sampled some persimmon filled something, homemade potato chips on a stick, noodles, and homemade yogurt. I was surprised by a few things: the amount of raw meat just hanging around (literally and figuratively), the number of people on Muslim street at 10 AM, and the number of selfie requests.
The blondes were quite popular on Muslim street. (Although Shawna was a bit disappointed that no one was asking her for a picture. 😔) The snacks were pretty good too.
Next up? The ceramic art factory (mandatory shop #3) and the terra-cotta warrior museum.
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