Woke up super-early and caught a private bus to the site of the Terracotta Warriors, about an hours drive away from our hotel.

The site itself is awash with tourist shops, plus the obligatory KFC and Subway. Once through the gates to the museum, you see that the warriors are spread across three separate pits.

Walking around the pits of warriors I found it hard to believe that the whole thing is anything more than an elaborate hoax. The first put is the most dug out, with lines and lines of warriors to see. You can also see archaeologists still working in the pit, piecing more of the warriors back together.

In the visitor's centre, the farmer that originally discovered the warriors sits signing books. We could also watch a 360 degree film about the history and discovery of the statues.

After we had finished exploring we headed back into Xi'an for lunch, before meeting up at 4pm in the hotel lobby and heading to the city wall. Xi'an's centre is walled off on four sides, with gates in the North, South, East and West.

We hired bikes so that we could ride all the way around the city wall - about 10km and probably the longest bike ride I have ever been on. At first I was a bit shaky, but I soon got the hang of it and started to pick up the pace.

After finishing in a very reasonable 7th position (out of the 13 of us that hired bikes), I was red-faced and in need of a drink. Most of us decided to go out for dinner and try a Xi'an speciality - a dumplings banquet.

The food was amazing. We sat down to some basic dishes, and then slowly dishes of speciality dumplings were brought out, artfully shaped to reflect their contents (e.g. duck-filled dumplings shaped like ducks). The banquet also included a soup containing mini-dumplings - the number of dumplings in your individual bowl is said to predict your future. I got two, which apparently suggests I will be healthy and wealthy. My favourite dumplings were the seafood ones.

After dinner we all fought for taxis to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, to see the musical fountains. After the display we tried to get a taxi back to the hotel - total nightmare. The taxis refused to stop for westerners, and even if they did they'd refuse as soon as they heard our destination. After an hour of taxi racism we decided to take a break and head to Baskin Robbins for a coke float. We eventually set off again and this time decided to play the Chinese at their own game. We waited until one of the Chinese had managed to flag down a taxi and then pegged it and leapt into the back, refusing to get out. It worked, and we finally got back to our hotel.