Hongfa Folk Hotel Pingyao

... when another tourist tried to snap a shot, his flash set off a prerecorded voice that yelled at him for doing so. However, there were a few photos snapped by covert means. <br><br>Afterwards, we had a delicious late lunch at a local restaurant before heading back into town. The only hang-up was the guy charged us 6RMB per bowl of rice, which may not mean anything to most of you readers, but is seriously ridiculous (1 or 2 is most common; 3 RMB is at the top end of "fair"). He ...

Sunday 6th Sep - Pingyao<br>The internal lights went on in our train carriage at 6.30am accompinaied by Chinese radio to help wake us up. It certainly was a very civilised way to travel - not the journey we thought we would have when we originally booked.. no noise, comfortable (ish) beds and no really badd smells. Bonus! At 7.30am we stepped out onto the platform at Pingyao and into the rain and cold - it must have been 15 degrees cooler than ...

... das Gepaeck durchleuchtet und dann begibt man sich in eine Wartehalle, wobei es fuer jeden Zug eine eigene Wartehalle gibt. Dort standen schon ein paar hundert Leute und warteten. Wir hatten schon unseren Sitzplatz ("hard seat") reserviert, weshalb wir etwas entspannter an die Sache rangehen konnten und einfach abgewartet haben, was wohl passiert.<br><br>Der Zug sollte um etwa 9:30 abfahren. Um diese Zeit standen wir uns aber noch immer in ...

... 4 zijstadstorens (voeten) en de achterstadspoort is de staart. Een schildpad is het teken van lang leven. Interresant was vooral het leven van onze "local friend". Haar vader werkt voor de overheid. Ze heeft een zus. Haar ouders wonen niet in Pingyao. Zij woont in het hotel van vrienden van haar vader. In China ben je rijk als je voor de overheid werkt. Ook leuk vandaag, we hebben heel lekker local gelunched. We begrepen niets van de menukaart dus hebben ons ...

... my seat. I headed north to the Erlang Temple. This was another temple full of life and colour and all things I didn¡¯t understand. Who the bloody hell was Erlang and why was he made a god? The only details I could find in English was that Erlang was a man, he helped many people and they thought of him and his horse as gods and built a temple in his name. Soon after others did the same and that ...

... train journey. The train crawled along at a snails pace and I'm positive the train driver left the train to catch up with friends at every stop. At most stops we sat unmoving for around ten minutes. I left Xi'an city at 11:00pm last night and boarded a very overcrowded double decker train. By two, people were sleeping or trying to sleep on any flat surface possible ...

... This morning I visited one of the other banks built in Pingyao in this formerly very important mercantile community. At this bank they stored a great deal of silver and gold. At 12:30PM I went for lunch and of course I had...NOODLES! In Pingyao for breakfast, lunch and dinner it is a bowl full of noodles drowing in vinegar. At 2 ...

... kung fu-kreftene sine. Foer vi gikk fikk vi "blessings to you and your families", og amalies kjaereste syntes at jeg var stygg, men amalie veldig vakker(har det noe med haarfarge aa gjoere tro...?) Vi gikk oss litt vill i en bakgate, og moette paa en syklende kineser, som plutselig kunne engelsk. Han var hyggelig, og visste at Norge er kaldt. Vi fikk se familiebilder av babyer og soenner, og jeg maatte snakke med kona hans paa telefonen. "I like you" sier han til meg ...

... a guy named jeremy in the elevator and invited him to come along. jeremy, as it turns out, is an american from new york who studied at mcgill...i had fun talking to him about montreal...it was very much a 'small world' moment. we had a great dinner at a nearby restaurant, sampling the oat noodles and oat dumplings recommended to us, as well as these small fried cakes often served at weddings, one kind filled with vegetables and another with sweetened bean paste (the pastry ...

... have no idea. Mind you it kept us away from the poor and the spitting. In the cabin we had a little old lady, who was very grateful that we agreed that she could take our bottom bunk to save her hoiking her rotund body up the non-existent ladder to the top (good deed tick). Our other companion was a rather excitable Chinese girl who was most impressed that Stephen could draw some Chinese characters and enthused greatly about what they mean ...