Shan He Hotel
Travel Blogs from Zhengzhou
... with that. Melissa whose wedding seems to have been going on for ages had a box of lollies for me from her wedding reception. She showed me her wedding photos with the big white dress and she looked beautiful. The photographer did a really good job with lots of outdoor shots.She said her husband was a little bit fat but he looked quite handsome to me.
It was sad to leave Taryn in bed this morning at 5.30. Actually she did walk me to the lift. I am a bit worried as I have left ...
... we drew, just because of our western looks.
Most Chinese people love foreigners visiting from the west.
And if you even try to speak a little Chinese they adore you like a popstar.
As we moved around we were constantly approached by Chinese people wanting to take a picture with us.
The area was a lot bigger than I expected. There is not just one temple, but several.
Besides that you can go up the ...
... to make some noodles.
Behind that people where smoking cigarettes.
Air-conditioning was poor, and it was extremely warm and humid.
This train ride has certainly been one of the most exhausting I ever had to endure.
We spend the night at a hotel inside Zhengzhou, one of the bigger cities.
Next day we took a bus towards Dengfeng, where the original Shaolin Temple is located
... I could check out the Kaifeng museum and make it to Zhengzhou to see theirs too. I got up at 7am which is early enough in my book and went down to reception at Jen and Ryan's hostel. Their computer terminals wouldn't work. Something about a WiFi dongle, so I was reduced to working on my ****** seven inch tablet and keyboard purchased exclusively for this trip and completely useless ever since the first stop in Cambodia.
As if that wasn't ...
... which are lit when it becomes dark. We are taken to our private room off a walkway that looks on to the lake. As we sit and wait for the communist party official Deputy Director Zhou, who is our host, to turn up we are noticed by a group of children. Being the only Westerners here amongst the hundreds of visitors we become their entertainment and they point at us through the large glass window that looks on to the walkway. When we wave back they giggle and run ...