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... station so I ran there and found his wife, of course, with my ticket in her hand. It was a nice way to end a rather disappointing weekend.
I got on the bus and some university students immediately latched on to me and started chattering at me in English which was not so bad, so I had something to entertain me on the way home. We hit a crazy amount of traffic and ended up spending 10 hours on what should've been a seven hour bus ride.
This weekend, I was back to Jingdezhen again, on my way to the countryside outside Wuyuan. In the guidebook it's supposed to be impressive. I guess we shall find out! I got the exact same bus as I had last weekend, I knew, because a piece of cardboard with winnie the pooh was taped up to the front windshield to keep out the sun. ...
... wanted to go, so I ended up just walking there. In the middle of a terrible torrential downpour. Finally I we found each other and visited all of the places to buy ceramics in town. I bought some, but they shall remain a secret until Christmas, I guess.
Eventually, we ended up near Laan Liu's house and I couldn't sleepover in her dorm, but she showed me a cheap hotel nearby and I stayed there. Ready and so tired to go home tomorrow!
... mostly used the more polite term: wàiguó rén (外国人). Sometimes they used the more xenophobic language of the past: yángguǐzi (洋鬼子).
"Look foreign devils!"
Charlie and Cutty walked away from the crowds and followed a path several yards from the road. The people walked on the road; the flashes of their clothing cut through the trees. The path of Charlie and Cutty became more and more desolate. "Are there snakes ...
... overflowed and the buses and cars honked their horns. The mountain all around was beautiful and peaceful and even wild, but the village was corrupted by the main street beloved by the people.
The air at the top of the mountain was cold and Charlie Feathers put on her thin jacket. Mr. Cutty Sark had no jacket, so they went into a shop looking for sleeves for him. The shop attendants became very nervous ...