Photo by myself at the Lama Temple, in Beijing.
Worshippers young and old gather daily to pray and burn incense at the
Lama Temple, in Beijing.
My father and I visited the Lama Temple in Beijing, on Tuesday. The
Temple is composed of many courtyards and large, ornate wood pavilions
dedicated to the many Buddhist gods. The temple was constructed in the
1700's and somehow escaped destruction, despite Beijing's turbulent
political history.
We are set to leave Beijing today (Thursday). Our time here was
divided between visiting my brother's family and touring about. Most of our time was spent in Guo Mao, a very ritzy but
small area filled with high rise apartments, hotels and construction
sites.
We took several car trips through Beijing to various locations, and I
could not fathom how immense this city is. It's like contemplating
infinity. Our drivers were local people who grew up in the city. They
knew the streets very well and said that Beijing has completely
changed in the last 20 years.
A likeness of Buddha was carved out of a single sandalwood tree.
The statue stands 26m (66 ft) high.
One of the many colorful pavilions on the temple grounds. It is
difficult to believe that these structures are made of wood.
The widely photographed CCTV building in Beijing is called 'the
pair of trousers' building by locals.
A closer look at the CCTV building, which seems to defy gravity.
Huge swaths of Beijing are under development right now.
My fiance Mark is helping me post photos while I'm in China. Blogger
is banned, and I regret that I cannot respond to your comments or
visit any blogger-hosted blogs, while I'm here.
Posts will continue here while I'm on vacation. Some pre-scheduled
posts will occur with photos of New York City.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
A Last Look at Beijing, China
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5 comments:
tres beau melange entre modernisme et tradition.
Beautiful photos, sad you have already to leave.
City of contrasts. Amén.
Great shots Kitty.
The gladdest moment in human life, methinks, is a departure into unknown lands. The blood flows with the fast circulation of childhood.
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