Qingqing Branch Hotel
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... We completed our task with a deep sense of accomplishment and thanked Mr Yang with a bow. Our action packed day continued after a quick shower, before heading to a cooking class. This commenced with a visit to the local market which was very quiet as it was early afternoon. The teacher, Peter, quickly steered us away from the live produce section as we later discovered that it probably contained live dog. ...
... dinner and a beer later we headed back to the hostel to heat up our room again. They have very poor heating systems in the southern parts of China.
Yet another day on our trip has ended. :-)
The day after we were transported to the "Gold Water Cave" and had a little guided tour in some amazing caves. Following the chinese traditions it was very colourful. Being there in the wrong season the mudbath was to cold so we didnīt have to do that ;-)
We are now on a bus taking us to Yangshuo, which is on the Li River. I am looking forward to this as I have seen pictures of it and it looks absolutely stunning!
This morning I was awake early so I walked up to the viewpoint to watch the sun rise - I timed it perfectly because just as I got it it appeared over the mountains! It was a really good time to enjoy the view as there were not many people and it was cool! After ...
... sounds so much cooler when it's in Chinese. I managed to get rather krunk on the dance floor and my crazy moves even briefly impressed Stushi, which was quite a claim to fame for me. We then moved on to Showbiz bar where Charlie, our favorite little Chinese man, was waiting for us. To put it simply, Charlie really wants a Western girlfriend and he moves from girl to girl in a desperate attempt to get one. He has no regard for personal space nor does he understand appropriate ...
... woman took our receipts and disappeared. Gulp. Came back later with tickets. Good. Then herded into a group, told to follow flag #8, waved around by a kid on a man's shoulders. Flags all over, with numbers into the hundreds...eventually #8 starts moving, we enter the stadium and find our row of seats still empty...they're filling the place by row, like boarding a plane! Exiting meant joining a herd again, no #'s now, ...