It’s been over three years and I can still remember our visit to Xi’an as if it were yesterday. I don’t recall what the hotel room looked like, or where we even stayed. I do remember our visit to the Terracotta Army and the adventure that took place to get there.
It all started the morning after we arrived in Xi’an. We got up early, ate breakfast, found us a driver, and took off to what we thought would be an easy excursion to see some awesome historical artifacts. If only future me could warn past me of what was to unfold. So off we went with the driver for what we thought was a straight forward destination.
10 minutes after we took off, the driver pulls over and gets out of the car. We were unsure what was going on, but since we were still in the middle of the city we knew we couldn’t be at our destination yet. We were at our stop for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably closer to 10 minutes. Our driver gets back in the car and off we go again. To this day I have no idea why we stopped. Apparently he had some errands to run or maybe he was asking for directions.
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