Since my post got eaten yesterday, here is take two.
The Great Wall tour was the highlight of the day. I began at 7:45 by meeting a driver in the hotel lobby, who took me to another hotel to pick up other tourists. I was happy to see these tourists were the British couple I met the day before. We rode together to the Grand Hyatt to pick up a Californian expat now living in Sydney (though I never caught his name). Once the four of us were together we walked to the other side of the hotel to meet the tour bus, filled with three others: Neil, an Aussie by birth who has lived in Paris most of his life, a pleasant woman of retiree age from Helsinki, and a French woman working for the UN as a nuclear inspector. John, our tour guide from the day before, led us on this tour as well, this time on a bigger, more comfortable bus.
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