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Making a Trail

Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.

So I have wanted to visit here for, well, as long as I can remember. We did. It was everthing I hoped for. It left me speechless and I was so happy I took some spazzy jumping pictures.

The pollution definitely hurt the views but there is nothing you can do about that when you’re there so you just roll with it.

We took a ski lift up to the top of the wall hiked a mile or two along the wall and then got to ride toboggans down to where we started. The toboggan ride was an unexpected cherry on top.

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#selfie
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spazzy jumping pictures:
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Becky for scale. The wall is just huge, and parts of it were very steep.
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My blue shoes on the wall. I took this because, for most of the time we were walking around, I couldn’t actually believe we were there. It was surreal.
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The path down:
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Trying to write about the wall, I find myself almost as speechless as I did the day we visited. It is just so impressive that people built this thousands of years ago. It is also crazy to think that this wall was a sollution to a problem. They had to build this wall. The threats were so real and dangerous that making something this substantial, that spanned thousands of miles, was the best sollution. It is a truly stunning site and a real testament to what man can accomplish.

I overuse it, but this experience really deserves the label awesome.