Once upon a time in Beijing

I can simply imagine walking down one of those alleys alone with those high stone walls looming over me during a grey and snowy winter, a city of secrets and mysteries. Standing at some balcony with my signature cuppa tea while looking out across the palace as the snow falls while little specks of light glow from the distance as the city prepares for the night. With the moon shining at its fullest above it will be a really wintery scene to enjoy.
Dreams aside, compared to shanghai the capital of china somehow isn't as lively and vibrant. Walking down the streets i somehow feel alone and looking at the buildings lining the street it gives me shudders as though the city has been abandon long ago. ahhh but its good to be back in shanghai although the temperature is dropping too.












