Madeleine and I went wandering off to Harbin, a city quite far north in China with a heavy Russian influence. We went in the middle of the winter, which means an average temperature of 0º F, getting down to at least -13º F. The trip as a whole was definitely something you really can only experience in China for many, many different reasons...
The Snow Park
Terracotta Warrior Snowmen.
A teahouse to warm up in (seriously).
Massive amounts of intricately detailed massive snow sculptures
The number of layers of clothing we had on was unbelievable. I usually wore about 6 pairs of pants and at least 8 tops.
THANK YOU to Elizabeth's grandfather for the fur hat!! Would not have been able to survive Harbin (or Beijing for that matter) without it...
Oh my goodness.
They redo this park every year...
Rows and rows of "smaller" sculptures that different artists made.
"Fairy Trace in Woods"
"Naive Bear Paradise"
"Sound of Nature Garden"
Teletubbies and Russian dancers, naturally.
The condensation of my breath on my hair, immediately frozen.
Harbin ice cream.
There is a very good reason why there was a HUGE crowd of people pushing money into the ice cream vendors face (besides the fact that personal space does exist).
Reason: the ice cream was beyond delicious.
There was no need for a freezer since it was so cold outside and the ice cream definitely does not start to melt if you don't eat it fast enough (but will just get more and more frozen). Your tongue will stick to it as if it were a frozen metal pole. Except it was a very, very delicious frozen metal pole.
Our toes were completely numb at this point in time - beyond the point of pain. Very difficult to walk. Even so, every bite was 100% worth it.
Some of the best ice cream I have ever had.
Zhongyang Daije - the pedesterian street
Lined with all sorts of shops, restaurants, and ice sculptures. Like this peacock....
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