| Dwarves are hidden in the Confucius temple. Will you find them ? | Tourist center in Qufu. I would be pleased to get the translation in French, if you have
it. Warm welcom and settee. |
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| Joy of riding in a graveyard, called 'forest of Confucius'. | Path of symbolic statues leading to a grave |
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| Cheaper but happier grave | We tried everything to explain Nicolas that John Wayne was not a Chinese guy |
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| Symbolic statues leading to Confucius's grave (a big mount), and
symbolic kisses | Sunset on Ti'an. Untouched. Except the removal of the big
posts and their wires |
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| The little boy of the family holding a restaurant
near the railroad station was shy. He never saw
so weird people like us before | The tiny main railroad station of Beijing. Notice the small
taxi queue... |
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| Eric's appeal strikes back | On the road to Datong |
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| All meals were light. Impossible to find big
fat creamy cakes with lots of sugar | However, we did a little step aside : the temptation of the best lizard liquor
around was too strong |
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| See our confident look. Yet the lizard in the bottle had no
vitreous eyes | No reason for them to avoid it. Without ratting, some
of us did not take more than one glass... |
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