Wu Liang Ye Grand Hotel
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... a nice tote bag with panda stuffed dolls, a t-shirt, a pin, pictures in a glass frame that the staff took of the event, plus a certificate stating I participated in petting a panda. A once in a life experience for sure!
We also saw the newborn panda. We filed past a window into the incubator nursery and there it was. It was so teeny and the colored fur was starting to come in. We also watched a group of six pandas playing and interacting together. ...
... put into scrubs, because the panda is clean, you are dirty. You sit down on a bench, and they plop the 11 month old cub in your lap, and you get your picture taken. It lasts about a minute. Words and pictures cannot describe the sensation. It is out of this world. You are allowed to pet him while you hold him. I could ramble on for pages about how amazing it was. I am so glad that Jeremy decided to do it. After ...
... about for 2 hours then get another train to lijang
This leg isn’t worth sending an update to everyone, so I am just posting it
Didn’t even take any photos of the place, it’s just another Chinese city, the people are still the same, still spitting, eating noodles, so there is nothing more to say about it
... panda awaking (we were the only people there), followed by some stretching, a few glances at us (likely thanking us for the early wake up call), after which he climbed a bamboo platform, sat down, and scratched his stomach as he yawned. Classic!
Highlights of the park included feeding time (lonely planet was not lying!), and we had 4-5 panda’s about 15-20 feet in front of us chomping down. The panda’s were indeed ...
... against it because of possible high prices and lack of room in my suitcase. The pictures and my memories would be my souvenir.
I walked out of the park and caught the No. 18 bus again to go back to the dorm, not before being heckled to take a cab by cabbies who were stalking outside of the park. After I told them that I was taking the bus in Chinese, they complimented my language speaking abilities and proceeded to try to convince me further. ...