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Travel Blogs from Kunming
* In New Zealand we have electricity, running water, tractors and more then 3 cows; we don't know how lucky we are.
* Lots of branded stuff and all fake
* some people are very scary because they don't have many teeth
* No drinking or smoking age
* spitting in public (5 against 1 on this being disgusting)
* The translation of the food on the menu's is SO funny
* The food is pretty good (you just ...
... The sound of the water at this point was incredible. Finally Charles decided to go back via the same way to meet with his friend at Tina's guest house but I decided to take the other route and join Sean's guest house. It was another long way and climbing between the rice terraces was horrible for my legs after the long hours walking but the scenery was very beautiful. I followed the young girl collecting the wooden bridge fee and she told me she was 25 ...
... airport is huge and we had to walk ages before we found our luggage. Next test was to find a taxi. Had been told to go the the official taxi stand and get a metered taxi which we did. We had been given a sheet of paper by our tour agent with the address of our hotel in Chinese on it. The taxi pulled up at the address we had given her and all that was there was a pile of rubble. The hotel had been demolished. Luckily the piece of paper also had the ...
... parts of the city, but fresher than in other Chinese cities), the people are friendly, and well, it really does seem to be the "Spring City" its people claim it to be.
My coworker/travel buddy, Eric, and I both have classes in the afternoon from 1:30-5:30 so we have the mornings to "study." We've gone to Starbucks (three different ones found so far), the Green Lake, and our school to pass the mornings trying our best to memorize all the shi's and xia's. My pile of ...
... an unusual place to the rear of a building. Ah the Kunming Bus Termina or so it says so on the builiding's front entrancel. We alight from the bus and of course were instantly approached by Taxi drivers. somewhat different this time it was a woman that was trying to coerce us into her taxi van.
"Hello you want Taxi" was the extent of her english and when I showed her the piece of paper with our hotel address on it she looked rather perplexed. I decided that a visit ...