This was one of the prettiest displays.
The vendors all knew the same English phrases, which they repeated over and over.
"Hello!"
"Remember you!"
"Dollar!"
This soundscape was so strange, like something out of a bad 50s film about the Pacific theater of WWII. It was impossible to really take in the enormity of the Wall as an engineering feat or a piece of history, with all the shouting and huckstering. But, in a way, that was the truth of the experience -- even the Great Wall is as commodifiable as anything else.
