Tiger Hill – New Years Day

I did some research and got some advice from coworkers on where to go for New Years.  We ended up at Tiger Hill, self proclaimed # 1 tourist site in Suzhou.  We were promised a festival with dancing and traditional Chinese performances.  After a 20 minute taxi ride, we found ourselves deep in Old Town Suzhou.  The festival was fairly weak, with basically food vendors and carnival games, so we headed straight for the pagoda.

Below are some of the choice pictures from the site, including one of the several cameos that Rowan took with complete strangers.  You’ll read in coming blogs that he is becoming quite the celebrity.  He was already outgoing and so has embraced his new found popularity.

Also, he has decided that he should no longer walk and instead prefers my shoulders to the more pedestrian use of his own legs.  While some of you may be thinking to yourselves that I was always a bit of a jack***, I prefer to picture me more as a noble elephant doing his humble duty to the monarch that lowers himself by placing his rump in contact with my lowly personage.

My back hurts.  It’s either his Royal Highness has put on a few kilos or the fact that the bed is as hard as the floor…