After the city of Beijing, our next stop was Xi’an. After a 1-1/2 hour flight, we arrived into a city that was some 300 miles from the Gobi Desert. This factoid was according to our tour guide named Yang, so I can’t guarantee its accuracy.
How did it feel to be in a country where I was part of the majority? Pretty awesome. And intimidating.
So tapping into my many years of savings and my many annual bonuses, when Zen Master and Zen Mum finally retired, we went to China.
The Universe knew what we needed because I was just browsing at the sales, not really intending to buy anything. But it was a perfect storm of Zen Master's holiday blues, decent deal with no flight, and available emergency funds (I'd qualify this as emergency) that decided the entire thing for me. It was a no-brainer.