Four
years ago, my travel buddy Fatima and I arrived at the Temple of Heaven around six in
the evening. It was our last day in
Beijing. The temple complex was closed
and so we have to be contented viewing the silhouette of the circular-shaped
temple from a distance.
On
this recent visit, smog was unbearable on the first attempt and so we aborted
the plan. And finally, on what was
supposed to be the last day in Beijing, Kirk and I decided to go for a morning visit at
the vast complex of Tiantan (The
Temple of Heaven).


























