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Walk the wall and do some the touristy things. Way too hot to spend too much time outside. Drink beers in air conditioned lobby.
Leave Pingyao by bus for Shaolin Temple via a change in Tiyuan, then to Zhengzhou and then to Denfeng. Our bus experience was nice, at both stations we had ...
... numbers in Latin (well, at least at the trainstations).
The train arrived in time, I found my bed. Before I could lay myself I had to
clear it from a few long black hairs, but at least it’s not like in India or
Thailand where cockroaches love to play hide and seek while you’re asleep :--)
I met a Chinese girl who could speak a little bit English. Even though the
conversation needed the help of signlanguage it was nice to find ...
... pretty tired so we headed back to our B & B. The journey to Durban was very long and took us 10 hours to drive to Bruce's Aunty and Uncles house. It was dark when we arrived and we were all shattered especially Bruce after all that driving. We stayed with Aunty Lynn and Uncle George for a few days before heading to our friends for the weekend. We were again very spoilt with great hospitality and kindness from Uncle George and Aunty Lynn so a big thank you to them for letting ...
... a more authentic way of Chinese living, especially food wise as we were more forced to branch out and try the little local restaurants rather than sticking with what we know, which to be honest is what we have tended to do because we have been a little intimidated by it all. I would say I definitely got to try out my Mandarin a lot more as less people could speak English here! Although I wouldn't always say they understood what I was trying to say but ...
... something approaching clean air! No such luck. If I had the ability to time travel I would suggest that the best match for the air quality in Pingyao on that particular morning would have been either similar to Thomas Farriner's first breath upon waking up in Pudding Lane on the morning of the 2nd September 1666 or downtown Pompey just after the Vesuvius blew her top. Let me tell you, that rather puts a dampener on the towns "age old charms" or the experience of ...