The Seagull on the Bund Hotel
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- China has a distinct smell that David and I both forgot but immediately smelled leaving the MagLev Station. We can't figure exactly what it is - maybe a mixture of food and the sewer but it is constantly there. - The skies are clearer than we remember in 2006. - The women are dressed beautifully. Generally, they dress to go shopping in outfits that we would wear to weddings. I've seen beautiful jewelry, high heals, short ...
... I am not fooled.
He took me to a building that has 8 FLOORS of phone sellers - there were 33 on our floor - that's 264 businesses in the same place all selling the same phones. Welcome to China!
He did the deal and we moved on to lunch and met up with his lovely ...
... sang Happy Birthday to her. Another highlight was the dinner: it was pizza! Yea! Then the local students came to the hotel with us. They paired up for tomorrow. Local students will be host families and take care of our students for a day.
Now the best part of the day was at the night: Aunty Yangie and Yang Rui arrived! We had a good catch up with them and they brought us sooooo many gifts! Shan was so happy!
... which looked so pretty, but were actually quite terrible. Only one was actually tasty - the mochi candy. The rest of the treats had mouse nibbles followed by massive amounts of tea guzzling. Later that day, I shipped a bunch of stuff I didn't need anymore via slow boat from China (literally) to lighten my seemingly heavier and heavier load. The post office clerk sifted through every item which was a bit disconcerting considering I even shipped back some ...
... and handed over the train tickets, I pointed out that my ticket wasn’t actually mine – it had neither my name nor my passport number on it. Henry didn’t seem to believe me at first, but soon scarpered to the phones to sort things out. Turns out my ticket got confused with another groups – they’re in the same car as us.
We got sorted out by doing a switch-over halfway to Guilin and made it to the train station well before ...