Journey To The Great Wall Of China

“This donkey is very slow.” Cheney shook his head looking down, whipping stagnant air into his face with a fan made of tan-colored bamboo. “The donkey isn’t the only thing that’s slow today,” I muttered under my breath. With cameras in tow and valuable minutes depleting, our short pursuit to reach a clearing atop the Great Wall in time for the “golden hour” (the ideal light of day to take a photograph) seemed more and more like a lost cause…