Shopping for DANGER!

I recently experienced the hellish insanity of Beijing's markets. Travelling around is confusing enough, I've been mislead dozens of times and made numerous mistakes in solo navigation,
but once you get to a place it's even more crazy.

You've passed the test of humility, in which only the pentient man may pass, and you kneel to the throng of buses, trucks, cars, motorcycles, motorbikes, trikes, and bikes.

You also passed the test of faith, where you must leap from the lion's subway system into a train you must have faith is taking you towards your intended destination.

The last test is by far the most harrowing; surving the horrors of the sales ladies. "Hey Mister, you buy wallet?" rings in your ears as you navigate narrow alleys lined with boothes. From Gameboy games to swords, everything is explosively marketed it at you. Your only defense is to age rapidly until you fall gray headed and dead.

In the end I got the gifts I wanted for Britty and Laurie and I had a new found hatred for baby-equiped beggars.

I returned two days later to gather the preparred items and now was ready to feast on cream puffs and victory.

Sights seen: Great Wall, Forbidden City, Tianamen Square, Temple of Heaven, China Museum of Art, A real live Chinese person's house/

Mission Status: Incomplete