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... been &#8211; a radical set of ideas designed to be considered, kept in mind, perhaps even strived towards, but not necessarily achieved - acting as a counterbalance in this equally radical world of (failing) capitalism. After all, a bit of equality and balance never hurt anyone.<br><br>As for China, were the last 60 years of strife worth the life they have now? We'll never know for sure, but I'd have to say no &#8211; when has violence, torture and oppression ever been ...

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... Dao and her husband were already in a room waiting for us. The room had 5 massage couches, so there was Madam Dao, her husband, Michael and I and Chen all laying there getting a foot massage. We can learn a lot from the way the Chinese finish off their day. They either walk, dance and socialise after dinner or have a massage to relax before bed.<br>After 2 hours of fabulous relaxation we were back to the hotel, and bed.<br>Nighty night.

... the point of extinction. He argued (fruitlessly) that it was never really a significant country anyway. This obviously enraged me and Lizzie had to calm me down in case anyone was listening &#8211; there is literally no freedom of speech in this country and the guide himself could be arrested if anyone had overheard him having that conversation with me. I then felt paranoid all night that the guide might secretly be a government spy and I would either be evicted from the country ...

... and find yourself in a tiny countryside village with one of the many minorities that live here. <br><br>Today we went to Mei Mei&#8217;s café, a very popular western bar which is great for local information. We organised a trip to the local waterfall for this afternoon and set off at 1pm with a non English speaking driver. He drove us along crater filled roads for about 1 hour, dropped us by a forest, stream and rice field - and gave us a &#8216;charades role play ...

... it was very cold - especially for me, wearing shorts. Soon after having arrived in Nanning we were on our way to Daxin. Our bus broke down halfway and we wasted two hours waiting for a replacement bus. From Daxin we took a bus to Shuolong and from here we took a motorbike taxi for the last leg to the Detian Waterfall. The entry fee to this waterfall was rather expensive, but since we had travelled for over 5 hours, we visited the waterfall anyway ...

... here we decided to stay the night in Mengshou. We had heard that it was usually possible to find families to stay with and so after vetoing a very uninspiring looking little guesthouse at the entrance to the village we found some women sitting chatting by their market stalls and asked them if they knew of anywhere to stay (at this stage the benefits of learning Chinese were rapidly becoming apparent to me, and my two Israeli ...

... Jinghong, the regions capital, welcomed us with warm weather, lots of vegetarian baozi (steamed buns) and pineapples! It's been almost three months since our last fresh pineapple and we took pleasure in the juicy yellow wonder. We devoted the first day to cycling around Jinghong, visiting its lovely botanical gardens (where we picked some pomelos, and encountered a huge water plant, the likes of which we've never seen before ...

... I had no Baths (Thai money) i've been push to go with the only lady who were here to her guest house with a Korean couple. After a short meal and few beers, the korean guy and me wanted to explore the only few bars open near the guest house, we were outside a very small city in the middle of the country side. We thought whaooo it's cool that there are 3 bars in the middle of nowhere with so many sexy ladies dancing and ...

... dances, one which I tried to join in on, and another dance where the young girl of my house with others dressed in Adidas sports suits did dances similar to the ones we might have done in grade school to the Spice girls. It was cite. The TBC boy's dance grew in ridiculousness as the started with Backstreet Boys, and then hooked up an Ipod and did a montage of waltz, salsa, hip hop, and rap. It was like a competition for the whitest boy on stage. We ...