We begin our China experience here -






First, we encountered all of these horrid restrictions!
(leave your spam and white bracelets behind because they are forbidden!)
(don't bring your salt, sugar or oregano either because they might be mistaken for something else!)
Below, Terah demonstrates how to use the little water stations that are sprinkled throughout the Beijing airport. Free water? Unheard of in Doha. Cute little paper cups made of envelopes...only in China!
Next we had to figure out how to actually leave the airport. We lined up in the taxi queue. This is the taxi and driver we got. See me leaning on the taxi? Yeah...well, we discovered it rolled free of charge. After the driver finally figured out where we were going, we were on our way to our hotel!
We stayed at the Jade Garden Hotel. It was simple, nice, safe and inexpensive. PERFECT! We made reservations for a show and decided to freshen up. Terah wanted to change to some more comfortable shoes...

woops! She packed 2 different sandles...one didn't even belong to her. After deeply considering wearing them, she decided to go with a more traditional pair of matching shoes.
Flagging down a taxi to get us to the theatre was an entirely new ballgame...one where we weren't aware of the rules, nor could we figure them out. After changing sides of roads multiple times I finally got bold and stepped out into the Beijing traffic...hey! A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!
and I waved...
and waved...
and time passed...and it was getting dangerously close to the start of the show.
PHEW! A taxi finally took us on!
This is the teahouse where the Chinese Opera was presented. Lovely atmosphere. Strange tea. We chose the herbal Jasmine and had it specially prepared.

Mmmmm...between the coke (to perk us up!) and the Jasmine tea (to relax) I'm pretty sure they cancelled each other out.
Though we had our hardships upon arrival (I mean, who knew that spam I packed was illegal!) the evening ended on a high note. Literally. The first chinese girl could hit some pretty high ones while still maintaining a vocal timbre that sounded a lot like a baby voice.
The Beijing Opera or Peking Opera is a very traditional form of entertainment which reached its height of popularity during the Qing Dynasty. It combines voice, mime, dance and acrobatics to create a story. One of the more distinct attributes that I notice is similar to the performances in Bali and Thailand is that the focal point is the actual actor. The set is sparse and so are the props. The actors are ornate and visually a feast from their clothes to their makeup. The movements and dance patterns are timed perfectly with the percussive movement of the music that is played by live musicians. The timing was impeccable. I really love watching the theatre of the world because it is always interesting to see the emphasis put on subtle movement and expression. A finger or a mouth twitch or an eye flick can indicate a great amount of emotion or action. While the performance seemed long at some points, it was mostly mesmerizing.



After the performance we repeated the above taxi scene, just at night. Again, it took us awhile to secure a ride. I think we were getting wiser about the whole thing, but our bellies sure were rumbling at this point! So, we went to Wangfujing Street. Why the heck not? It was right near our hotel, and those booths of food were calling our names just begging us to sample the fragrant delicacies.


We haggled on prices for a bit. Yes, you even haggle on icky weird food in China. And then we heard these beautiful english voices, and found these beautiful people attached to them. We started conversing and found that they were from Singapore and Malaysia. They were very friendly and fun and if we weren't so tired I'm sure we would have invited them to do something with us.

They bought a starfish, that fell apart. They made it dance and allowed me to video the experience. Then they shared.

It tasted like seaweed dipped in sand. Pretty gross.
Our last food haggle of the evening was for sugar coated fruit. We finally (after walking away about 5 times!) got them down to the price we wanted and then they tried to pull the old bait and switch...so, we didn't get our fruit. Unfortunately the place started closing and all we had in our stomaches was a nibble of starfish. Terah was devastated that she would be unable to go back and try the testicles as we planned. I was disappointed as well as filming that would prove to be eventful. I'm pretty sure if they hadn't shut down so quick that we might have been able to get a set of testicles half price due to Terah's beauty and the men's curiosity to see her eat them...oh well. Another bargain lost. It wouldn't be our last on this trip.
We were faced once again with another challenge. Finding food. No big deal we thought...there is food everywhere. We found an open restaurant, were seated and started perusing the menu we were given. We began placing our order when a lady walked over and said "NO"...I think it was the only english word she knew. She said it again..."NO"...clearly this meant something. It took us a few minutes to figure it out. We would not be allowed to order. We tried another place and it was shut down. Seemed like everything was shut down. We decided that we were defeated and would end up eating the bowl of ramen noodles from our minibar for dinner. As we approached our hotel we saw lights...and smelled...food? Was this a chinese mirage? Or were we seeing the truth?

ahhhh...yes we were. We would get our first taste of chinese food in China. We ordered some chicken and snow peas and fried rice. In truth, the chicken was pretty bland and the rice was decent. The snow peas rocked and there was an abundance of them. To us it was like Mana sent from Heaven! We were so starved at this point.
Thus concludes our first day in Beijing. I don't think we could have possibly packed more in that short half day. We couldn't wait to get to sleep because the next day we were scheduled to be hot motorcycle mamas!!!!!!