We actually had a decent night sleep on the train. Upon arrival it seemed that our train station experience would be as crazy and horrific as the Beijing experience, then Peter arrived. Peter was an English speaking taxi driver sent from heaven to get us through Xi'an.
We loaded our luggage in his minivan and headed to the hotel. On the way he mentioned he'd be willing to drive us out to the Terra Cotta warriors. We decided there was no time like the present and we changed courses.
On the way Peter took us to the workshop where they make replicas of the warriors and we were able to see each step of the process.
Arriving at the warriors we were able to meet one of the farmers who discovered them in 1974.
Then it was in to see the warriors. They are as impressive as we expected.
IN THE LIVING ROOM
SEE EVERYONE IN CHINA SMOKES...
ALSO IN THE BATHROOM
HOLDING UP THE BED
ALL THE DOORS WERE TRADITIONAL STYLE
BROOKS HAD FUN WITH THIS GUY
NANA'S LIVING ROOM
THERE WERE REAL WEAPONS AND THEY FIGURED OUT THAT THIS CROSS BOW WOULD FIRE PENCILS
THERE WAS EVEN A SAND BOX FOR EXCAVATING SMALL WARRIORS
Before bed the boys had a high-stakes Cheerios poker game.
We did decide that we needed to leave the hotel room and ventured out in the rain to do some sightseeing. Mom and I had explored the Muslim Quarter the night before where there is street after street and alleyways full of vendors selling everything you can imagine.
We walked everyone back through this area (the boys & Chris were not quite as facinated or comfortable with all the sights and smells).
Then we headed over to the bell tower.
After, the boys stopped for Starbucks while mom and I revisited a calligraphy stall, then we headed to the drum tower where we got to watch a drum performance.
Our angel-driver Peter returned at 4 to drive us to the airport where we will fly to Changsha where we will meet Meili on Monday!