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The 2nd day’s food was weird, but I learned my lesson and ate as much as I could of what I liked. Lunch (both days) was family style, so you could not be a piggy and take a big helping and not leave some for the others. Very few people ate the soup, so I had 5 bowls (I’m not lying, they were small bowls). Many of the people at our table were rude Americans; they ate very little (I guess because it wasn’t a burger) then complained loudly. The wait staff spoke minimal English but they could tell the people were unhappy. Times like this make me ashamed to be an American. I think they could have made do, I did and I’m a picky eater.
I've included a few more pics from the fine police force at Tienaman Square and the Forbidden city. Those giant pots held the City's drinking water.
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