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... a middle class, who have arrived in droves and diluted the gweilo demographic.
Coffee houses are plentiful, but €3 for an Americano? One would think that the money saved on transport of beans would lower the price. We have a kettle in our room, and I possess a tiny milk carton, so like true budget travellers we eschew the brew. Nah, I still had one! Bronagh went shopping, what else was I supposed to do!?
Tonight we washed clothes. It is a ...
... due to the awful traffic (luckily it was only around £4). Once settled we headed out on foot to the local mall in search of dinner. We were pleased to find a friendly man at a hot pot restaurant with an English menu. We ordered the safe vegetarian special of mushroom broth, potato, sweet potato, button mushroom and lotus root. Stayed at Yuntel Inn, Kunming [T&J rating: ...
... Bai house. The house was gorgeous, built around an inner courtyard. After a filling breakfast which was a steaming bowl of porridge and a real coffee, we took the cable car up tothe mountains. In the mountains, we hiked through forests reminiscent of scenes from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!!
We returned to explore the city, wandering the streets where shops contained everything from traditional food to handmade jewellery and jade. We decided ...
12h00 Déjeuner. Mêmes règles que pour le petit déj. Les repas de midi et du soir consistent de 5 ou 6 plats de légumes et de tofu, très bons, avec du riz, bien sûr. On est ensuite libre jusqu’à 16h.
16h00-18h00 Entrainement. Pareil que le matin.
19h00 Prières du soir pour les moines. On a assisté un soir.
20h30 Un des étudiants chante et sonne la cloche pendant 30 minutes.
21h30 Au lit.
It's an important question to ask myself as I spent the entire day I had in Dali in a head cold fog. Whether the things I saw or did happened the way I remember may or may not be accurate. Though I managed six hours of sleep on the night train, I arrived in Dali at 6 AM, stiff-necked, throat sore and the world feeling a bit blurry around the edges. Add to that I was rushing with a mob of people for the two local buses that would take us to Dali old town, I ...