The Peking International Hostel feels like a florist, full of beautiful flowers. We had a quiet day, Poppy and I had our usual street food breakfast. We checked out of our rooms but lounged in the sitting room of the hostel. The kids watched Sesame Street vodcasts and Cars 2 on the iPad, staff Dingdong and Nini played with, cuddled and entertained Gil. We had european latte’s at the Hostel cafe. It was a recharge day….with just a little shopping for ceramics.
After much deliberation between taking the subway or taxi we took a taxi to the train station, experiencing peak hour traffic Beijing style. I’d love to experience the subway in China but not with little kids in peak hour, they literally pushed you onto the train, crush style. Arriving at the train station we were the only white people in site, Mark left me and the kids to go and collect the tickets. I stood outside amongst crowds of thousands of people. If we were in Australia crowds this size might be seen at a concert or significant event, but in Beijing the crowds of people are just the locals finding their way home.