Summer Palace

Today was the worst pollution day so far. It was like the foggy London days my father tells me about...except it wasn't fog...or smog. No, this was foul tasting, eye watering, metal laden pollution. It was a shame because the best time to visit the Summer Palace is on a clear day.

Even so, it's quite a stunning place. A massive lake and lots of walking, boating and generally having your photo taken by eager Chinese tourists.

This chap was part of a Chinese band which appeared to be a live accompaniment for anyone who fancied a sing. We stood and listened to two people caterwauling before moving on. Like this chap, all the band looked decidedly miserable.

I hasten to conclude by saying how much I actually enjoyed the Summer Palace.