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... dumpling eating, a real highlight was a visit to the Yunnan Ethnic Minority Village, a Disney-land sized "theme park" that showcases the many ethnic minorities found in Yunnan, over a massive area of land set on a lake and in the shadow of nearby mountains. This was a great opportunity to be exposed to the traditional customs - including dress, dance, food and housing - of many Chinese ethnic minorities that we otherwise did not have the opportunity to ...
... and strike up some conversation with locals. We figured we would probably never try this yen tong thing again and it would be a good conversation starter, so why the hell not. Being in Kunming, finding a Yen Tong and Tabaco was easy. We got both together for 20 RMB. We grabbed some beers and headed to the square.
People were literally changing their path just so they could get a closer glimpse of the foreigners smoking. After only a few clouds created, ...
... only - which we missed the last time. Although it would be a deep regret for me to skip a trip round Erhai (洱海) and seeing a reflection of the moon in the lake at night, I still decided to forgo it. There seemed to be a pressure on me to end the trip fast and get back home. Am I feeling tired too? I definitely would not want to be in China during the Chinese Lunar New Year and their massive "spring migration" (春运) half a month earlier. A short ...
... the rat hole we are in now
No toilets on the same floor, no showers on the same floor, the place smells strange, the staff don’t give a toss, the food is expensive, so different from our last place
We have a choice tomommow, leave here early and go to the other place (which we cant get our rooms until 12 anyway) or hang about in this rat hole
I cant wait to get out of it
We have had ...
... into the night after I’ve exhausted every thought rushing through my mind and every written word illuminated by flashlight, I drift to sleep wrapped in each shred of clothing I brought and the thin blanket provided with the bunk. It’s 9am when I finally wake from my slumber. The bus has been stopped for hours at the Kunming station, and outside the frost on the windows and trembling in my bones tells me how different this climate will be from ...