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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. ...
I woke up in the morning to miss all the crowds at the ancient kilns. I wasn't disappointed. This is the place where they made all the old ceramics for the emperors hundreds of years ago. Amazing. China has so much history, I can't even handle it sometimes. The sites were all dressed up and very renovated, but I guess that's OK.
I texted Laan Liu from Couchsurfing to meet up with her after lunch. The taxi driver couldn't understand ...
... 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 ...