King Land Hotel Xishuangbanna Jinghong

... by men, women and children of all ages on tables that are free from graffiti and vandalism. Public toilets (of which there are an unbelievable amount) are for the most part extremely clean, well maintained and a far cry from the seedy, stinking paedo hangouts that we know and avoid. Dark alleyways hold no fear, gangs of rowdy teenagers don't exist and drunken violence whilst possibly on the increase in line with alcohol consumption is still rare. <br><br>Despite my ...

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... time. Towards the end of this meal the young men surrounded us and started singing us a song. All the rest of the table also got up joined in. Michael and I were very moved by the strong feeling of friendship and passion we felt for these wonderful people.<br>They ended up singing two more songs, and then the Mayor sang us another song of folk law, but changed the words to include us in the song. Everyone was rolling around laughing ...

... ich konnte ein Blick in die Zimmer erhaschen. Da will ich nicht liegen! Von weisser Krankenhausoptik keine Spur, alles hat schon deutlich bessere Zeiten gesehen. Mit der verlockenden Aussicht, hier von einem Arzt, er kein Englisch kann, einen Weisheitszahn rausgenommen zu bekommen, hab ich dann auf en Zahnarzt gewartet. Der hat jedoch nur desinfiziert und mir ein Mundwasser verschrieben, wodurch ich in Summe etwa 3,5 EUR aermer war. Koennte also schlimmer sein. Mal sehen ...

... br><br>After lunch we set off on the next part of our &#8216;easy trek&#8217; through rainforest (old big/wide trees), jungle (shorter, thinner trees), newly planted rubber tree terraces and we even saw some live deforestation, which was quite disheartening. The guide continued his practice of walking off and leaving us to work out where we were going, alone. The majority of our trek was through tall grasses and forests and none of these actually had paths, you just had to push or ...

... spent under the blankets in our hotel bed, trying to warm up! Maybe I forgot how to deal with cold weather! We stayed a few days in Yangshuo and then moved on to Peony's hometown on Hainan Island. We took another night train to Zhanjiang, from where we continued our trip by bus to Hai'an from where we took a ferry to Haikou. In Haikou it was too late to continue on to Peony's hometown Qiongzhong, so we stayed the night in Haikou. The next day we ...

... This actually turned out really well, both in terms of finances, and more importantly in terms of the experiences it led to. So, having stumbled off the sleeper bus from Kunming while it was still dark at about 7am and made it to a hostel, I was immediately met by a bunch of Israeli travellers who were heading out for the day and invited me to come with them. I was just planning on pottering around the town on the first day ...

... le premier jour avant de planter la tente dans la foret/jungle, a peu pres a mi chemin du premier col a franchir. 1ere nuit dans la tente tranquille meme si un peu effrayante (des bruits bizarres la nuit...)! Le lendemain, nous avons d'abord marche 3h jusqu'a un village isole au fond d'une vallee, Laomawo, ou n'ayant pas trouve de restaurant (en meme temps, v'la le village !), des habitants nous ont gentiment invites a manger chez eux (en plus c'etait super bon !!). Ils ont ...

... and then went out to dinner with some friends. Jack then dropped me at the Red Star bar where I had a few drinks with the owner Robby and some of his partners. After having a bit of a lie in on Tuesday I went to the bus station and caught a bus for 9 hours to Simao. I was hoping to met up with Tony's cousin Zhang Lin but for some reason I could not get a hold of him. I found a hotel to stay in and tried again the next morning but once again he was out. I wasnt ...

... aiming for the large river that cut the edge of the city. It was almost unreal how in ten minutes we left the main roads and entered the slums that surrounded the city. Scrap rusting metal sheets and rotting wood made house walls and trash bags and tarps served as roofs. A large truck on one street served as the public dump and was almost buried in trash and I doubted it was ever taken out. We continued forward and the houses broke to farmland where the ...