Lindao Seaview Hotel
Travel Blogs from Sanya
... groceries, but never in a line that was this long before. I
tapped the women’s shoulder and told her no and pointed to the back of the line
and told her thankyou in mandarin. She brushed off my poor linguistics and
continued to maintain her place in the line. Fortunately the woman behind us
was just as agitated and jumped to our rescue. We aren’t sure what she said,
but from her tone, the gyst of it was probably something along the lines ...
... Haikou and Sanya sit on the coast on the north and south, while everything
between it is primarily unspoiled so the scenery between was beautiful. It was
primarily coconut trees, with sporadic farms and villages every few miles. The
train didn’t reach the impressive 380 km per hour that it can, but it still
coasted around 200 km for most of the journey. I was a bit adventurous and tried pickled chicken feet and peppers as a snack during the journey. They ...
... a local person in traditional clothing. So Jim and I
will be part of someone’s vacation album. I can just hear him now.
“Guess what I saw while on vacation? A white couple! He had on short pants and a shirt and
she was wearing this colorful dress. They smiled a lot and spoke English. They
seemed friendly enough, so I asked them if I could get their picture. They
agreed! Look! Real , live westerners!”
... a brutal break-up with Shanghai and now only shows up periodically to return boxes of mementos from their formal marital bliss. I was so happy to see that the sun, is in fact, a polygamist and maintains a happy and loving relationship with other non-polluted areas of China. Whew.
So, I thought about giving you a play by play of my vacation...and then I just decided that you could watch it here. This is a video I made for Helen so she could ...
... bothered to check it out but today as I had no plans I figured I’d head over and have a look. Unlike most art museums, or any museum for that matter, usually going alone is better than going with a friend ...