Travel Blogs from Sanya
... have a set price, to ensure cabs are always at the ready
for the hotel guests. He said it would be only 40 yuan to the train (we had
paid just under 30 getting there so we could live with the extra quid charge.)
the bellboy explained where we were going and told him the fee in both mandarin
and English for our benefit. When we got in the cab however the meter was
running for some reason and already had 30 yuan displayed. The cab driver ...
... before heading to the dolphin bar.
The dolphin bar was an ex pat haven with
the vast majority of the clientele being western workers from local resorts and
business. The drinks were all buy one get one and were more than half the cost
at the hotel. Matt fought the pain of the sun burn on his feet and ripped up
the dance floor. Around 12:30 our old men started to showing their faces and we
decided to start heading home. The bar owner ...
... br> friendly. One young man in particular saw us every evening after dinner and
spoke to us at length about Hainan Island and his hopes of getting to Hong Kong
and perhaps even America. He insisted on getting a Hainan girl for a girlfriend
though, and hoped to travel with her to Hong Kong and America. He helped us
with Chinese phrases and we helped him with English.
Jim and I were also stopped in the lobby to have ...
... written all over your stupid non-Asian face and you wind up in an alley being forced to pay 300 RMB for a bicycle ride! Ridiculousness!
Sooo...guess what? Helen can speak Chinese. That was so great and awesome when dealing with Sanya's lack of a metro system. They only had buses, with Chinese drivers and Chinese announcements, so having Helen tell me when and when not to get on a bus and get off said bus definitely made my life better! ...
... 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 ...