Fuxinggong Hotel Pingyao

... lowered the price to 5 per, still outrageous, but we had no proof that it should've been cheaper, as it wasn't listed in the menu, so we paid and biked our frustrations away. <br><br>When we arrived in Taiyuan, we got dinner at a place that gave free rice with every meal, so I guess that ended up making up for it, anyway. <br><br>This trip was great. Nearby, so not a ridiculous amount of traveling for just a week's time, and nothing we saw or visited was really a dud ...

... at least. In the car park we found an couple from Australia that we had been talking to in Beijing station and teamed up with them to get some transport to our hostels. We found a guy in an electric golf buggy who was willing to take us so we all hopped in with our bags on our knees. From the station we soon entered the city walls and splashed our way through the narrow streets. The reason why we had come here was to check out the best ...

... Wartehalle die Fuesse in den Bauch. Dann hat sich ploetzlich die Anzeige geaendert und es wurde ein anderer Zug angezeigt, was fuer deutliche Unruhe unter den Wartenden gesorgt hat. Ausserdem kam eine Durchsage, allerdings nur auf Chinesisch, also nutzlos.<br><br>Kurz darauf ging es dann aber doch los und man musste sich durch ein Tor kaempfen. Dort wurde das Ticket kontrolliert und man durfte auf den Bahnsteig, wo der Zug schon gewartet hat. Wer ...

... verrassen. Aan het eind van de middag zijn we met een tuktuk naar een tempel buiten de stadsmuren geweest (half uurtje tukken). Hoe mooi en bijzonder Pingyao ook is, er is 1 naddel. Overal STOF. Een ritje op een tuktuk is dus ook als een zandstraal op je huid. Alles is stoffig. Zo goor. Terug binnen de muren hebben we dus eerst een douche genomen en "schone" kleding aangetrokken (die kleding die ook in die stof heeft gehangen om te drogen). Vanavond zouden we ...

... about all I know! I then headed to the Performance Center to book my seat for the nights performance to find out there are no performances on a Monday night so I headed back to my room for a rest. I headed downstairs to say Seeya Mate to Mr French and then headed down the road to find a quiet place to have dinner, a beer and to type up the days doings. All went well until I got the bill and found ...

... were even asleep right out side the toilet door! They would simply spread some newspaper on the floor and lay themselves down for the night. Even the tiny stairs and beneath the seats were filled with bodies. I've taken countless trains all over the world but I think I will put this as my most uncomfortable. Not the worst but the most uncomfortable. I do believe I will ...

... I went to the south gate of the old city wall to watch the Olympic torch relay. I feel very fortunate to just happen to coincidently be in the exact city on the exact day that the rare occasion of the torch relay being passed for the Olympics. I waited and waited and more and more people gathered. In typical fashion in this ...

... Amalie. "Hehe. Thank you, that's nice". "I love you. I love you" Saa viste han oss en tekstmeldig hvor det foerst staar I love you paa engelsk, etterfulgt av noen kinesiske tegn. "And here it says: I want to have sex with you" "Hae? Emm, no!" sier Amalie. "I want to have sex with you" kommer det igjen etterfulgt av et pornobilde paa mms. Litt forfjamset kommer vi oss unna med "Hehe, goodbye!", og han staar igjen og vinker, og smiler. Saa vet vi at tilbudet er der i hvertfall.

... of choice in china). the menu was classic...crocodile, pickled pig face, chicken liver with ox penis...and dog, which jeremy actually ordered. it was served cold and thinly sliced. the meat was very mottled and looked like the cross section of a sausage. thankfully they also had a good selection of vegetable dishes too...i ordered pickled cabbage with ginger and chili, and braised eggplant. i left everyone to go and catch my overnight train to pingyao. as pingyao was not ...

... one is JING as in Bei-JING she says in a high pitched squeal). We thought she was going to cry when we got off the train. I liked her so much that I even gave her my unfinished OK magazine. We had already booked a hostel so had a real excuse to ignore the hawkers who were busy trying to get us into some hovel or another. We were not in the mood, it was 7am, raining, hot and we had not slept very well. I knew not to get a taxi as they are ...