Today’s photo is of a man waiting in Xi’an. I’ve no idea what he was waiting for, most likely transport of some sort.
That’s one of the curious things about traveling, there’s and awful lot of waiting involved in going somewhere.
If I recall correctly, I was also waiting when I took this photo. It falls into sequence after my Small Wild Goose Pagoda photos and before my Terracotta Warrior photos, so my best guess is I was waiting for our morning transport to see the Warriors.
I’ve no idea how old this man is – I had no way of conversing with him, though by gesturing I received his permission for the photo. I’d wager he’s a lot younger than he looks.
Black and White first, color version below.