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Travelling HongKong to Hanoi by train
was cool. We prefer it to flying simply because we see it as part of
the travelling; you experience more by seeing more of how the locals
do things and ok, sometimes it can be more hassle, but travelling
overnight works for us (though bear in mind border crossings!) It was
interesting to see Guangzhou and Nanning too, although still cities,
it felt we saw a bit more of real China, although we probably
wouldn't go ...
... hallway. As I was waiting for the information of our flight to pop up in the screen for that section, I heard a frantic voice near me almost screaming in Chinese. I thought, "What now." I really didn't want t move unless we were under attack or something. Suddenly, it's like a silent calling went up in the air; everyone stood up and started walking away. I'm sure you can imagine what I was thinking..."ah ****". So I dragged myself up and followed along. Turns ...
... and meet later when boarding. The group separated into smaller cliques, the women went to scour the shops, and the older men went and did whatever older men do. But I decided to take off on my own, I figured I'll be travelling Europe on my own after the Conference so I may as well wander around the airport as uneventful as that would be. So off I headed in the complete opposite direction to everyone else in this huge airport. For those ...
2. A 30ish chinese man from 2000 km (or was it 1000 km?) north of Beijing. I met Shawn in the queue to get the funicular (known here as a tram) down from The Peak. I had taken the bus up (number 15 - but back to the ferry port to catch it) as the queue at the bottom was so long; a good move as it turned out as you see far more from the bus. However the bus journey is long and I was late for a hash. Shawn and I talked the whole while ...
... the building that batman jumps off in the dark knight!! Which Molly calls the nose clipper....) and headed back to base for an amazing noodle dinner where me and Toby first attempted chopsticks. It was embarrassing to say the least.
Unfortunately, jet lag got the better of us and we crashed at about 9pm. Tobs and Molly slept through till morning but I was wide awake from 4-6am chilling on our massive roof balcony in the warmth. Life is tough...
I LOVE HONG KONG