When I was about 12 years old my dad told me to write a bucket list of things that I would like to do in my life. I don’t remember all of the points but I know that visiting the Great Wall of China was the first traveling destination that I wrote down. Took me another 12 years, and I made it all the way to this majestic place. However as life has it, not everything works the way we want it and while we were on a train and could see some of the wall stretching for kilometers on top of the curving hills, once we came to the place all the beauty was covered by the mist. We have tried to walk for several kilometers however the weather was not being kinder to us. Hence, this is one of the best pictures that we could take( also could have been taken in a garden of my neighbor in Slovakia). But at least it’s an incentive to come to China at least one more time :)