Yuanyuan Hotel Wutaishan
Taihuai Zhen Wutaishan, Shanxi, China
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Wutai Shan
... Dit was meer een fort met zeven niveaus die steeds hoger op de berg waren gepositioneerd. Er was geen enkele toerist wat onbegrijpelijk was aangezien deze tempel een uniek karakter met veel beeldhouwwerk betrof. Later die middag in een overvol geladen bus naar de Wanfo tempel gegaan maar dit was een van de mindere vanwege de verbouwingen die er gaan waren. Ik ben tussendoor ook op plekken geweest waarvan ik geen idee had wat ze betekenden en dat was prima. 'S avonds door ...
Holy mountain
We left Guoxiang's at 5:30 and went down to his workplace to say goodbye. A knock on the closed restaurants door brought out a girl and once we said his name a few times proceeded to fetch him for us. He was surprised to see us and a bit disappointed that we couldn't stay longer. The feeling was mutual. We left and grabbed a taxi to the bus station. We bought tickets and headed outside to grab breakfast. We sat down at a cluster of little stalls selling the little breakfast ...
Homecoming
... The cloud/smog cover was thick and we passed miles upon miles of dense apartment buildings, heaps of dirt (they seem to be building everywhere) and smoking concrete stacks. The six lane roads became two lanes and finally we pulled over at a roadside restaurant. Ours was the only car in the parking lot: never a good sign. We were shown in to a private room with a welcoming committee of flies. We were all sketched out and nervous about what food we would be served. The locals took ...
The heavenly mountains that go into the sky
... bless her heart, and it was a really nice place, and not that expensive. As usual, we dumped our stuff, because of the weather, I loaned Tina some of my toppers. After we got the clothes arranged, we went out and were quick to find a restaurant to eat in. I was treated to some tea that had a dried flower in it, that "bloomed" in the hot water. My first, I believe, but certainly not ...
Monky Magic
We reached Wutai Shan via bus from a city called Taiyuan. (It doesn't have its own entry because we were only there one night and the only thing to note was that the receptionist at the hotel we stayed in misread our passports, taking down our Emergency Contact details, so that official records will show that Max Wong spent the night with Brian Watkinson. Now there's a potential Heavyweight snoring match...)
Our bus driver had a death wish. ...


