It’s official: it is cold here in Beijing. From what I had heard about the weather, I anticipated similar temperatures to the Minnesota and Wisconsin climate I have barely survived put up with my whole life. But from recent wind gusts and warnings from people who have endured winters here, I can tell it gets way cold. As in, two-layers-of-long-johns-under-your-jeans cold. Yikes. Instead of focusing on fearing for my life this winter, I thought I would reminisce about a warmer day when I enjoyed theme park rides under sunny blue skies.
The Beijing Shijingshan Amusement Park I went to just a few Saturdays ago was reminiscent of a weathered and deserted Disney world, but it was enjoyable, nonetheless.
It was day that made me feel as if I were back in the U.S. enjoying a typical Saturday outing with some friends, minus the usual fair food like corn dogs or mini doughnuts to gorge on before going on rides. I definitely felt a jolt of fear while waiting for a roller coaster that went upside down. My imagination ran wild imagining scenarios of me falling out of the roller coaster and the Chinese people just sweeping me under a rug to hide the incident. But it all ended okay–I’m still alive after going on several Chinese rides!