The next morning, we set off to see the first emperor of China's immortal army of Terracotta warriors and horses. Excavation continues to this day after the first terracotta figure was discovered by local farmers east of Xian in 1974. Every warrior figure is said to be unique, where no two look alike, and though they have been dated back to 210 B.C., to this day, they continue to stand guard near the site where Qinshihuang's mausoleum remains undisturbed. My mind flashes back to the images of a movie, where Zhang Yimou played a soldier with eternal life and was encased alive in clay as he was sentenced to death by the Emperor for falling in love with Gong Li's character.
When I was about thirteen years old my cousin invited me to her 12th birthday party. I fell in love, no, not with her but with the present her parents had given her. It was a Kodak Brownie 127.
The day I had planned to photograph the Eiffel Tower, it was raining. To make matters worse, I overslept, misplaced my hotel key, and was feeling the effects of too much wine from the night before.
When most tourists go to Venice, they want to see certain things. The Piazza San Marco, the Doges' Palace, the Bridge of Sighs, and the Rialto Bridge all fill boxes on their “must-see” checklist. Those places are certainly worth seeing, but many people come away feeling rather unfulfilled.