八月二十六号： 北京 (con't)

The day of walking continued as we made our way to a street lined with stand after stand of street food.  Snake, Starfish, and Dumplings made my meal; others consumed scorpion and horrible silk worm bug things.

 The Beijing subway system in rush hour was exciting.  When the doors to the train open you push in as hard as you can or you get left behind.  When you want to get off you push as hard as you can once again to fight the people getting in.
The subways brought us to an acrobatics show.  Tightrope, Contortion, Balancing Umbrellas, Tap Dancing while Juggling nine or ten balls, this thing where a bunch of guys did this thing I can't describe, men running and vaulting through hoops, really high hoops, butterfly yo-yo thingies, girls doing acrobatics while riding bikes.  At the end of the show twelve girls all got on one bicycle.  The lady peddling and supporting all of the other girls must have been a muscular beast, so powerful.