The city that really never sleeps...

August 27th 2017

Most people normally think of New York as being the city that never sleeps; i can assure you, it's actually Beijing!

We arrived on Hainan Airways flight from Manchester into Beijing International Airport at 4.30am on Sunday morning. I was expecting the airport to be reasonably quiet at that time but I was in for a huge surprise. A mere 2 hours later and we were bartering with a taxi driver to take us to our hotel; it appears they all refuse to turn on the meter so bartering is a must!

After a 30 minute journey costing 200RMB (about £23), we arrived at our hotel (Howard Johnson Paragon Hotel) a little terrified; apparently driving in one lane and within the speed limit is not the done thing! It also started to pour rain so we were hoping we would be able to check-in and have a shower to revitalise ourselves; that was not to be! 

It was now 7am and there was a monsoon outside; we decided to go for a "wander." We ventured around the front of the hotel and found a supermarket where we bought some random Chinese biscuits, a pepsi and the coolest looking red-bull I have ever seen. Our venture lasted about 20 mins before we returned to the hotel with wet feet and a little worse for wear. 




After a few more hours in the hotel, snoozing, reading, snoozing, getting told to move from the "business" area (from the only grumpy Chinese person me have met), snoozing, reading, we were allowed to check-in at 10am. It was straight to sleep as we had been up for over 24 hours and had the prospect of a tour to look forward to at 2pm.

Until then.....night night!





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