Going through narrow alleys in the rickshaw.  We survived!

Hutong, Beijing

Our last day in Beijing was a “free day,” meaning that we were allowed to do whatever we wanted. A number of us in the tour group decided to go on a optional tour of the Hutong area, visit an elementary school and visit/talk with a Mr. Wu to get some insight as to how the Chinese live. We also went to a tea house where people in my tour group kept insisting that the woman serving us tea was trying to flirt with me. I doubted that.

Here’s a video taken by John while we rode a rickshaw through Hutong. (No sound; this was 2002 point-and-shoot camera technology after all.)

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As you can surmise, we survived the ride with no injuries!

John and I readying ourselves for a ride in a rickshaw.
Photo by John Taylor
John and I readying ourselves for a ride in a rickshaw.
Going through narrow alleys in the rickshaw.  We survived!
Going through narrow alleys in the rickshaw. We survived!
This is the Drum Tower in Hutong.
Photo by John Taylor
This is the Drum Tower in Hutong.
A kindergarten class with a boy playing the violin.
Photo by John Taylor
A kindergarten class with a boy playing the violin.
More talented musicians!
More talented musicians!
We got to check out the home of a retired anthropologist named Mr. Wu.  This is his bedroom.
We got to check out the home of a retired anthropologist named Mr. Wu. This is his bedroom.
This is Mr. Wu's kitchen.  He has a microwave and other modern appliances.
Photo by John Taylor
This is Mr. Wu's kitchen. He has a microwave and other modern appliances.
At a tea house in Hutong.  Everyone kept swearing this chick was flirting with me and that I should have asked her out on a date!
At a tea house in Hutong. Everyone kept swearing this chick was flirting with me and that I should have asked her out on a date!