Hanting Express (Shanghai Yan'an West Road)
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The interesting thing about Chinese railway stations is that they are organised rather like airports in that the individual platforms have large waiting rooms where you sit, or stand if you arrive later, before your train is announced, whereupon huge queues form in front of the ticket gates which you must pass through before going down onto platform level. Here we sat for an hour watching the people ...
... are not what they see now. She recalled one of her first "guiding" experiences, when elders in a village begged for money from American Tourists. She asked "Why are you doing this? You don't need the money" the reply was " They are Americans" and Jenny said "yes, but they are humans". The villagers responded "no they aren't, they are evil". Talk about propaganda. She has discovered over her experience that Americans are very similar ...
... needed any more help, our faith in humanity was blissfully restored. Easing ourselves in, we decided, after a quick bite at the hostel, to have a stroll (it was also insanely sunny) around an area a friend at work from Beijing had told me was a must-go just to wander. Despite years of CCF and attempts at DofE however, I still managed to get the straight walk from the hostel to the district muddled and went completely the wrong way. This turned out to be a happy mistake since we ...
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"I am sorry. This...domestic terminal. You...terminal 2."
Panic. Curse. Run. Rattle.
Backpack: eight pairs of underwear, six pairs of socks, six t-shirts, running shoes (indisposed), flip flops, toothbrush, sunglasses, iPod, kindle, notebook.
Run. Rattle. Run.
... a Godsend, in my opinion, as many of the meals looked good, but the descriptions let you know what it was…. bullfrog, eel intestines, duck blood- not something I’d want to order by mistake. We ate delicious meals at all types of restaurants, from the typical Chinese fare to Korean, Indian and even, dare I say it, dessert at Dairy Queen one day! Although the restaurants had English on them, most people didn’t speak English, especially the taxi drivers. ...