Petrochina Yanshan International Hotel
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... need to work on our assignments. My assignments are going
well I’ve nearly finished both of them, I just need to check of them and finish
off a few other sections. Although this does leave with me a lot of spare time
which I will have to fill haha Maybe I will go into the shops and try and
practice some new mandarin. I’ve had a bit of a sore and itchy throat over the
last few days so hopefully I am not getting ...
... the fifth floor they had a bizarre exhibition of polish folk culture,
featuring art, traditional necklaces and jewellery. It was good however very
out of place haha
As neither of us had caught the bus before, both of us
decided that we would try and increase our knowledge of public transport by
catching the bus to Bei Hai park… this worked well but Buses in China are not
quite up to the same standard as trains. While waiting at the bus stop ...
This morning was different. I didn't go for a run. I didn't sleep in. I got up early in Baoding (population 11 million) and met Daman, some other Yingli staff, and some of the ASC guys before dawn for an activity. We were going to watch a military march! We boarded the bus and drove two kilometres down the road before turning into (you guessed it), the Yingli factory! Did you guess it?
We stood in the cold morning as hundreds of solar workers filed out ...
When you travel hundreds of kilometers with no idea you will be greeted with maggot/fly infested and a hole for a toilet just to visit a village where Mother Mary appeared, you know that is faith.
When you have an Archbishop carry your bag on his bicycle to help with your mission, or share his life in confinement for a decade (due to religious purposes) over a simple meal of donkey meat ...
... one spit in the church ??? Oh China……
Bishop An told me how to get to Baoding and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine how I was going to get there or what kind of a place I was expecting. The bus ride was pretty bumpy and squeezy and there was a cute guy sitting in front me and I thought he was some Japanese reporter taking the same route as I was (Yes, I was hallucinating), but of course that didn't mirror reality. Anyway walked along a market bazaar ...