What do you do when you are yearning for some history? Pick up a history book? Check out the discovery news channel? Or may be if you are one of the kind like me it would make you book a ticket straight to that destination. That’s exactly what made me book my impromptu tickets to China or rather say Beijing. To visit the Great Wall of China, to discover this Wonder of the World, to make my trekking story of a lifetime.
The moment I landed in China, it was this intense feeling of being a foreign land, and never had I felt so overseas. Yes traveling to a country like China by yourself can leave you feeling like that especially when there is language barrier. But I was so excited to gear up for the biggest climb, the climb to the Great Wall of China the next day.
With an early start next morning having arrived at the foot of the site and being super thrilled, sharp cold air brushed my face as the first views of the Great Wall of China appeared over the treetops. And I couldn’t believe my eyes that I was really here. Taking my first steps towards this majestic monument, the sheer untainted beauty of this monument was about to unravel many stories.
Before setting off with my trek I got acknowledged with there being many restored spots on the Great Wall, with Badaling being the closest from where I started. With every climb upwards I comprehended that the stones stacked were quite high and sturdy. The once rugged and wrecked parts of the wall were transformed and brought to their former wonder for making the climb easy.
The Great Wall meandering across Beijing in its northern part is about 6000 kilometers long and as a trekker having few hours of sunlight in hand I could make a journey to only 6km! That was like 1/1000th of the entire trail only.
The higher I trekked; the landscape around the Great Wall shifted with the seasons and impacted the views from the wall. It seemed like the land was opening one eye to say a sleepy hello to his first-time travellers like me braving the winds. Juggling to have a look down how far I made it, I was left dazed with the views downside. Discerning the sights with my bare eyes, I managed to take some shots of the wall, however, the lens could not capture the incalculability and splendor of this structure in a single frame.
It was hard to believe that I really made it to a spot known across the world over, built by hands from mere stones and earthy materials. Thanks to those rare blue skies, I could capture the views of the wall stretching to the horizon, rising and falling across the mountains too!
The wall was nothing like what I expected, but was a much more overwhelming experience and just one word, to sum up the climb – ‘Flabbergasting’. I am sure you too would feel the same, where else in the world do you get to trek all the way top to one of the Wonders of the World!