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... from Beijing, and is meant to be less crowded than the others.
Traffic was "light", it being Saturday today, so the 80-kilometer drive only took two hours. Most of that time was spent stuck in gridlock on the highway, with cars passing each other with only a couple of inches of clearance. Our driver spent a fair bit of time driving in the shoulder, weaving in and out of lanes, and narrowly missing busses. On weekdays, traffic ...
... time, most of it wasn't too bad. Typical Chinese food, my issue is that they don’t serve food hot enough.
They then took us to a shop for a Tea Ceremony, Tea is very big in china, I didn't like the different teas so I gave mine to Geoff, I don’t think he appreciated that very much as he didn'tlike all the teas served either.
Then it was back to the hotel for a rest before going ...
... Mei also came as well.
It was a really nice night, dancing, chatting, selfie-taking and laughing. Gaby said I was his favourite Australian. He's so flamboyant, he says I look like Scarlett Johanssen. I'll take that!
Margaux and I headed back to the hotel afterwards to sleep. I had two king single beds, so it worked out well, though I have to wonder what the cleaners thought of two obviously slept- in beds!
... most of my studying for grammar, and finished studying for reading. I had the next weekend to worry about speaking so I decided I should spent my time preparing for the more upcoming exams, right? WRONG!
It's wrong because this is China, where up is down and left is right. (Not really, but sometimes I feel like it is). Nov. 11 we were informed that our exam schedule was completely changed: Nov. 12 we would have listening, Nov. 13 we would ...
... myself for being such an idiot. I'm sure I'm get criticism for that, "why didn't you at least try?". Because the outcome is the same and these are my bones, not yours. That's why.
I used the toilet at the back of the alley down the side of the building and even then I thought I was in for a kicking as I could hear some kind of commotion and people running around outside (I think there was question among the nasties as to whether I'd given the people inside any **** or not). As ...