Arriving back into Beijing from Ulaanbaatar, I was dismayed to see that the sky was yellow as my Air China flight descended over the city. The smog was so bad I couldn’t even see the airport until a few seconds before the plane’s wheels touched down. Considering I was planning to go to the Great Wall this time around, it didn’t bode well, especially when the next day was grey and murky.
Imagine my delight when I woke up on Great Wall Day to discover that the rain had washed the pollution away momentarily. The sky was as blue as it was the last time I was here, and those buildings you can kind of make out in that picture? That’s Beijing, seen from the Great Wall.
A rare sight!