Xi’an is where we saw the famous Terra Cotta Army, refreshed our childhood biking memories, and placed an order for halal food at a Chinese restaurant – that too in Arabic… And since Xi’an had so much to offer us, some of us decided to give back to this city by entertaining a large crowd of Chinese spectators at a musical fountain show!
The Train to Xi’an
From our hotel in Beijing, we had to run (each of us with backpacks weighing 15kg) to catch a bus to Beijing West Station for the overnight train to Xi’an. I wanted to take a few pictures so I looked out the window of our cabin, only to find that the train was moving fast through a pitch dark forest under a pitch dark sky. I remember wishing I hadn’t seen that. The setting was just perfect for telling ghost stories and spirit calling. We didn’t do any of those, but F did tell us some tales that managed to scare us quite a bit (some of us had to accompany each other to go use the washroom outside our cabin). This fear factor aside, the train was one of the most comfortable ways I traveled on this trip.