Riding a bicycle on narrow lanes of beijing hutong was an unusual experience. It was so narrow that only a single person could cross it at a time.
There were tricycle rickshaws everywhere, while crossing a narrow lane I stopped at an ajar door because someone singing inside. I knocked and entered; it was a wide yard surrounded by many rooms. My Chinese friend explained me that it was a typical Chinese structure of a house. During winters families gather in this front yard in the mornings to enjoy the sunlight.
Red color was prominent in all the wall hangings, it was such a wonderful experience to visit this place. My friend asked me then to visit a lake in hutong. There were many visitors, some elderly were busy in doing exercises while some were playing cards. We sat on a bench there and just absorbing the fresh air. I was dreaming if the time would stop and we could sit here for some more time.