Zhanjiang Building Leizhou Hotel Zhenjiang

... we haggled for some jewellery and sarah is ruthless. we sat down at a table in a long hall of Chinese restaurants and tried duck and chicken bone dishes, then it hit, whitewash face of sarah dissapeared into the horizon of black bobbing cuts, she returned in a matter of seconds to only say a few words 'i vomited, in front of a chinese family, they ran away and squealed'. I looked perplexingly at her but we quickly ...

... ride to guilin today, the tourist mecca of zhong guo, thats china for all you non-chinga people. simon got his hair cut by the barber at our hostel, its looks great, he is a true asian now. they were pasting black stuff on the guy to my right and i asked for it too, so i now have black hair. simon has had lots of chances to practise his mandarin which has been exciting. yesterday we went for lunch at ...

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Enjoyed our meetings and colleagues. Went to dinner at a typical Guangdong/Canton restaurant. Menu was very creative. Plenty of exotics - baby pigeon, sting ray, fish guts, beetles, snakes, chicken feet. Was a bit naseous, but likely because of jet lag.

Arrive after 11 pm and my company screws up the pick-up. 20 guys trying to sell me sim-cards are chasing me around baggage claim because I'm clearly not moving out. After an hour and deciding I won't be picked up, I bee-line for the first cab in lineup. The ...

... Después de esquivar a varios taxistas ilegales y tomar uno fiable me pongo rumbo al centro de la ciudad. Con el taxista intercambié mis primeras palabras en chino, el cual lo tengo olvidadísimo y me doy cuenta lo importante que es. En esta ocasión intentaré aprender algo más de mandarín.

Ya en el taxi, llamé a Pedro (el compañero de oficina y alguien que me iba a dejar estar unos días en su casa hasta que encontrara algo). El taxista habló un ...

... realise it's far too hot for us and retire to a bar with some shade and do nothing apart from try and feel normal, then going back to the room so i can sleep and Nic to do her favorite pastime and pack our backpack, the phrase 'it's important to pack and re-pack your backpack' a common occurrence. The sleep helps and we go on a bamboo raft ride down the river Li Jiang which is pleasant with great views and people living in floating huts and sporadic ...

... annoy me! I've tried to remedy it..but it doesn't seem to be doing any good. Ok.. so where to begin??? I left the coal mine on August 11th. 3 Days before I left..I caught a pretty bad cold. So I spent those 3 days confined to my squeaky bunkbed. I still don't think I'm 100% yet..I tried going for a jog the other day...by my body didn't respond to well. A 2 hour plane ride from Huhhot to Shanghai, and then another 3 hour drive from Shanghai..I arrived in Zhenjiang, which is in ...

... one of the little canals for awhile in the silence. The silence was soon broken by the sound of two girls happily laughing and slowly they came into view on a bamboo raft. We had spotted each other a few hours before and said hello as we passed in the Hall of Scriptures.

They waved and began paddling towards me and motioned for me to join them on the raft.
HHHmmm, two beautiful girls on a bamboo raft...what should I ...

... north of Macau, as we are on route to Vietnam, directly west of Macau. We were forced to come here as we wouldn't have been able to secure the necessary Vietnamese visa in Hong Kong in a reasonable time frame and as a result we said we'd try our chances at the nearest Vietnamese consulate, which happened to be in, surprise, surprise, Guangzhou. I had heard bad things ...