I have concretely confirm that I will get to Beijing in January where it is winter, freezing cold. Apparently the average temperature will be hovering about 1-3 degree Celsius.
Am I crazy?
But for the longest time, I somehow harness this feeling of excitement of trudging up the Great Wall under the blaring winter cold, windy and all. Or even strolling through the Forbidden City all wrapped up in my winter jacket, boots and gloves, only allowing the great dry chilly wind to caress my face. I'm not only excited but looking forward for a twist of my usual journey of hot, tropical islands around the Pacific, Indian Ocean and South China Seas where bikinis, flip flops and shorts thrive.
This journey in fact, is not just a journey per se but as I have mentioned, a must trip to see one of world's wonder. It is that sort of trip that would ear mark the witnessing of mankind greatness once upon a long, long time ago. And that fact itself, intrigues me tremendously.
Just as I would with the Pyramids someday, the Balkans someday, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon one day, Borobudur one day, Angkor Wat one day, Himalayas one day, the Andes and the Inca one day, the Taj Mahal one day, and the list just goes.
Of course, the desserts and appetizers are the hundred of islands break where I basically eat, breath and sleep sand and sea. This, is however, given.
Ohhhhh, I'm super excited…. I can't wait. 28 days more to go…
