Birthday Boy & Cakes
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 15 May 2018 22:57
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Birthday Boy and His Cakes
  We leapt up this morning, Bear opened his card, ready for an exciting day ahead.
First although we are B&B at our digs, we have to go across to the next
hotel for breakfast. A quick pose in the foyer and
through the pleasant lighting to the dining
room.
  Like any master chef, a banana is sliced on to his muesli, then the man himself
shows skill with chopsticks.........
 The highlight of the day was seeing
the Terracotta Army.
 Then we went to visit the White Goose Pagoda.
  We drove past one of the Gatehouses on the city wall. We are going to ride a tandem
all the way round the wall in the morning. ARE
WE............Yes. Oh........ We
noticed our first Fire Station, I might need that for my knees come the morrow, it
will be fun, just seven miles. I feel the need to mutter
a bit now.
 Talk about ‘you never know what you’ll
see next’ – caricatures and a Starbucks. Coffee is
about the only thing the Chinese neither grow or produce.
  Other than blocks of apartments and
flats, this is the tallest building we have seen in
Xi’an. After a busy day, we headed back to our digs. No, ours is not the
fancy one, same entry gates but we are tucked in the
right hand corner, similar to a Travelodge.
 I’d organised Bear a birthday cake and it was waiting for him in
reception.
   Whilst I took a shower, Bear went
back to reception to see if he could muster enough sign language to secure some
matches. Success, it was time to light his colourful,
fruity, chocolaty number.
 Ready for me to sing, all lit and bright.
   Poised,
blowing, wishing and partaking.
  More mousse than
cake with chocolate wafer edging, I was just
taking these pictures when there was a knock at the door. There stood a lady
porter, ashtray and matches in hand. I did my best t say thank you and neither
of us smoked and the previous matches were for my husband;s birthday cake. Off
she went. Bear went to shower as I was taking him out to supper, a change from
hard boiled eggs nabbed at breakfast......Another knock ay the door
???
 A different porter presented Bear with
a birthday cake from the hotel... I was laughing so
hard the picture is a bit fuzzy. I cannot eat cake so guess who is flying
solo.
 Later, we bimbled to another building
within the gated series of hotels and found a Chinese restaurant. Birthday Boy was only allowed one glass of wine as it was a
few pence shy of ten pounds, I’m still squinting at that but there you
are.............
ALL IN ALL A FULL, FUN AND
EXCITING DAY
A GREAT BIRTHDAY – SPOILT AND STUFFED
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