After lunch I head off to the market. It is four layers of a market where all of the ladies shout at me to come buy something at their stand. "Lady which jacket do you want?" "Lady, come choose a scarf!" I spend the afternoon haggling over various pieces of jewelry for my charm necklace.
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Tonight Ellie (from the Great Wall) and I have decided to meet up and go to the famous outdoor food market. We meet up at 7:30 and head off to the market. The market is well known for its delectable cuisine of skewered tarantulas, geckos, snakes, slik worms, beetles, testicles, ovaries, crickets, sharks, starfish, seahorses, and scorpions both alive and dead. We go for the fruit skewers. At the end of the night we say our goodbyes, and agree to meet up in Shanghai later on in the week
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The next day I as I prepare to head off to Shanghai, the family that owns the hostel gives me a little gift and a huge farewell after walking me to the door. They hug me and wave goodbye. What a wonderful little place tucked away in residential Beijing.
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