2012 is my 12th year in Beijing . It is the last
city I wanna stay in for a 5-day Ching Ming holiday. On a lazy Wednesday
afternoon, I stared at the map of China on a website, trying to find
a destination for a spring fling – somewhere not too faraway as air ticket
prices already went up at the last minute; somewhere not too close to bore me. On
a whim, I decided to go to Shanxi .
I arrived in Datong in the morning on Saturday and met 3
girls at the airport. As we were going to the same places, I decided to join
them so we could share a car. Later we found out that we were alumni! What are
the odds! Knowing them was an amazing part of the journey.
So, be spontaneous. Follow your hunches.
Embrace the unexpected.
| Xuankong temple |
| Pingyao you won't see from travel guides |
| Next to a local Catholic church |


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