This is our entire group, 44 people, on the Xi'an city wall.
If you stroke the frog's back with a wooden stick, it makes the frogs croak. Apparently, we have these in America, according to Zach, but I never saw one until I came to China. You might notice how the Chinese frogs croak differently than American ones.
Up these stairs, we come to a temple where swallows fly overhead and swoop down on mosquitoes. This part is filled with tourists as they make their way to and fro the bazaar.
While these elephants may be in a row, some of the snouts point in different directions. They are part of one of the largest Buddhist temples. Here is Zach and me.
In the Buddhist temple, anyone can try calligraphy. Zach has just opened his secret message, possibly a proverb, and will begin writing calligraphy.
At the booth where you can pick up the scroll and paper, a Buddha greets you. Behind are some tourists practicing their writing skills. Again, this is in the Buddhist temple.
You probably cannot see from here, but on the day we visited the Buddhist temple, we saw one of Siddhartha's finger bone. If I would guess, it would be his pinky. Monks and tourists pray together.
the intricate details on the walls gives tourists attention to detail. Notice how some of the postures are different from one another.
This is pool in front of the temple. The colors are off because the day was truly sunny as could be.
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