Butterflies
We first met our little friend nearly as soon as we got off the cable car. He fluttered over the ramparts, hovering briefly against the sky. He darted around our feet and over the stairs, and I took a lovely series of photos of the ground. Over the next several hours, many more butterflies danced across our path (each of them evading my camera with ease).
I like to think the butterfly logo on my t-shirt attracted them, but who knows? The Great Wall’s flying inhabitants wouldn’t be the last variety of butterfly we’d see on the trip, and, in a sort of unconscious tribute, I camehome with some more butterfly themed apparel. ;)
