The last time I told my friend that I went three hours by bus north of Beijing he said: "Oh, but Beijing still That" (?!). Now that I have thousands of kilometers, more than thirty hours of bus and a capital of a province of China, I can finally say that out of the capital. Given the many ideas, inevitable, sprung from these days in northern China, I decided to create a Travel section, where I'd like to add other destinations in the future of this immense country.

For context, the merry band included in addition to the undersigned: two Arabs, one Japanese, three Africans, one Indian, one German, un'indonesiana, a Vietnamese, two Thais, the director of international relations office and the driver. Seats in Ford van, 15. Vacancies, 0. Places luggage everywhere. Beyond the successful two-day stay in the capital of the Province, where, however, we shot a lot, every day an hour or so five or six of the board has taken no one there. Phenomenal. The distances are very different here, near and far take on shades almost reconciled with our jokes.

Therefore, Inner Mongolia, where the Chinese are of Mongolian nationality as they say here, where every written using double characters, which is the land that we have reached a point north of Beijing, and passing the Great Wall. But who the hell they wanted to defend the Chinese with so much obstinacy?