Terra Cotta Warriors

We took an overnight train: Selia, Olivia and me and I was so excited. Olivia had to sleep in a section with a family. Selia and I shared our sleeper car with three other people.  A man and woman slept on the top bunk and an old woman slept on the bottom bunk.  We had the other side. Space was tight but it didn't matter to me.  I was, at last, going to see the Terra Cotta Warriors.


We arrived early in the morning and get a friend of Selia's.  He showed us where to get something to eat and then he took us to the site. It is an enclosed dome, much larger than a football field.

When we walked in, I stopped in my tracks as I couldn't believe the size of this massive gravesite.  I had seen photos of this image but until it hit me in the face, I couldn't get a real sense of its true size. Mostly people walked around in silence because we were all concentrating on the details of each and every soldier.


Selia wandered around and spoke English to anyone who would speak to her.  She came looking for me to tell me, "I met a man who says he is from Poland.  Do you know Poland.? Have you ever been there? Where is it?"


Olivia followed me around and blurted out, "This is amazing. I am so lucky to be here." And that is exactly how I felt as well.

The volume of soldiers is overwhelming



No matter where I looked, I saw something different, something caught my eye.


Every soldier is unique and filled with exquisite detail.