Tianjin is a village of 42 million on the coast, and the train made the jaunt in exactly 30 minutes from Beijing South station. The cars on the highway we paralleled seemed, as they say, to be standing still. The automated ticket machines even had an English setting, which made the journey even easier.
Suzanne’s Mandarin skills are impressive. She has been complimented for her pure Beijing enunciation, and has certainly been getting the job done. Once again proof that I married the right girl.
After returning from Tianjin, we took a cab to the Temple of Heaven. Lovely structures and park but the air pollution marred an otherwise beautiful day and stung all of our eyes.

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