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Remnants of terracotta warriors, Xi'an. The incredible thing about this site is just the idea of \u200b\u200ba treasure buried for over 2000 years accidentally discovered in 1974 by three farmers while they were digging a well. Since that day thousands of statues have been discovered, classified and restored. 
portrait with my ever-present All Star Pink Tunnel People's Square, Shanghai. With the snow and the sun in the West and East, always with me. 
Portrait with Diet Coke, Renmin Park, Shanghai. 
View of the Pearl Tower from the 88th floor of Jinmao, Pudong, Shanghai. 
Night view from the terrace of a room in a hotel I can not remember the name, Hong Kong. 
portrait version beach, Lantau, Hong Kong. Note the costume from elementary and borrowed from Madame Braghini. Despite the tons of cream, I managed to severely burned an ankle that I had forgotten ... 
Kowloon: view of Hong Kong Island. Madame series make me a picture? And she really wants to take the guy with the headphones sitting. These valleys ... SLR photographers to understand. 
Antiques Market (or pseudo) of Upper Lascar Row, Hong Kong Island. From here come the pieces went as a gift to the dear Eltorodeoro and Vronsky. 
animal market in Shanghai: a praise of fluorescence. 
Hong Kong Island, self-timer deforming night. Let's see who note the detail that characterizes Meimei .... 
Beijing Zoo: While everyone was busy watching the panda, the Chinese took me a few sights and asked me to take some pictures. I, incredulous at the beginning, I found myself sitting with children in the arms of terrified Chinese take pictures idiotic. Was it his nose burned from the hot sun the day before? 
Market Shaghai animals: in these boxes alveolar there are crickets. At the beginning the noise is deafening, thousands of crickets are cricri unison. Not to mention the guys who train them and then make them fight .... I had to stand on a chair standing in for a fight to be able to see so many people had gathered around the table. I think I did well betting. Chinese. bah. 
Self-timer with Gelato at the Temple of Heaven, Beijing. The ugly turn of themselves primarily as the inability to take decent pictures with a guidebook in hand, an ice cream and a bag. And if the guide had a decent volume, with the lonely planet from a quarter I was really unable to do anything. In exchange, the ice cream was delicious, also had a Mucchino drawn on paper. 
Liulichang, Beijing. Via very picturesque, which is lined with shops with books, antiques, brushes, all in a very suggestive atmosphere. A man was writing exercises with a giant brush dipped in water on the road full of dust, carried by the wind from the Gobi desert in those days. He wrote on the ground and ideograms lasted a photo of the moment, then slowly evaporate. Did I mention Kim ki duk and teacher who dipped the tail of a cat to paint characters on the wooden cottage on the lake. 
The Chinese are the undisputed king in the art of the skewer. They skewered everything. Always open, sometimes cooked on makeshift grills in the street with the only result that seems to be to Easter every day ... And since we are really the people most omnivorous of the world, why stop at meat, when you can do skewers of Cockroach? 
Madame Meimei and helpless on a rickshaw. Location: the taxi will download on the banks of one of three lakes in Beijing, we lose completely orientation, and we do the kilometers on foot looking for the place the night before for a drink. After losing all hope of taking the right direction, and after consulting a map, we decided to take a risk with a guy driving crazy.
A detail of the wall of the nine dragons in the Forbidden City. 
The Long Corridor in the Summer Palace, Beijing. 
stretch of the Great Wall in Mutianyu. 
Tower Zhengyang Tien'an Men Men Square in Beijing.
Meimei The cross-eyed in the morning at Starbucks, Hong Kong. Credits: Madame. 
nottorna View from the Peak of Hong Kong. None. Credits: Madame (I was just too cold to pull the camera).
