The park was virtually deserted at that time, even though the surrounding streets were heaving with shoppers. It could be that the Festival has already been going on for over a month and it's no longer tourist season, OR it could be that more people come after sunset when the sculptures are lit up from within by neon tubes. It has to be said that by the time I got there, a lot of the sculptures looked a little worse for wear, some of the finer detailing yielding to the sun. Whatever the reasons, I got the run of the park to myself apart from staff, a family group, and an Aussie guy with a big SLR.
A Chairman Mao sculpture was captioned 万岁 or 10,000 years (of age) - much like saying "Long Live the Queen (or King)" in English.
Elsewhere a delicately carved dragon stood on a plinth threaded with the Olympic colours and the words "Bei Jing".
I wanted to hang around for the lights to come on, but after just over an hour, my extremities were beginning to freeze. The exposed parts of my face felt like they were on fire, although saying that, the weather *has* given my face a ruddy, healthy look.
It being the Year of the Pig coming up, there were naturally a whole bunch of pigs too. I'm being a child but I couldn't help laughing at this one. This guy thinks he's a butt-sniffing dog!
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