7 Days Inn (Chongqing Shangqingsi)
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This was the day we all went to a relocation tour of a house
of a resident who had been relocated to a new apartment provided by the
government due to the flooding of the Yangtze River to do the 3 Gorges project.
This was an optional tour off the cruise boat. We chose this
instead of checking out a high red pagoda which we saw from the boat anyway. The
local guide interpreted for us and we could ask any questions we ...
... us around and one of them, Amy, taught us how to eat and fully experience the legendary hot pot (a big boiling bowl full of oil positioned in the middle of the table in which the diners sink all the possible unimaginable mix of vegetables and meet). Of course the boiling oil must be super chilly.
We visited Ciqikou, the old city. The small cosy alleys are abundant with souvenirs, ...
... tyre changed.
Eventually the bus headed out on the narrow mountainous roads to our destination. It was quite comical at times as buses and trucks negotiated passing each other. We were also an object of amusement and entertainment for the local villagers as we travelled through. We don't think they had seen so much passing traffic through their villages in a while. The bonus was being able to observe ...
... them to their hotel where there was also a bit of a hold up, but Paul settled that after some talking. After they put their bags in their room we went for some dinner close to their hotel. Paul and Zhang Yu were already with us because they were helping me, and then as we walked out of the hotel I ran into Demon. Demon was friends with John before I arrived and I quickly became good friends with her once I got here. So we all went for some food. The dinner was nice and Zhang Yu and ...
... a new older Chinese man B-lining it towards our window. This man was weathered by the elements and had a set of teeth like his mouth was Mike Tyson’s punching bag. He came up and starting heckling us. We said no thanks a bunch of time in Chinese and eventually he walk away from the window….. and came in the teashop and sat right next to John. John pretended not to understand anything he was saying, and I actually didn’t understand. His accent and holes in his ...