Baolong Homelike Hotel Shanghai Luojing
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... 6879997253418px;">We hung around for a bit and we allowed to check in on the second attempt. Once we were through security we went on a food hunt with our vouchers ending up in an Italian restaurant for an unexpectedly good pizza after our previous western food experiences. As we had nothing to do but wait until our flight was called we found some seats and settled in for the long haul. Having managed to get the time of 1am out of some of the airport staff we didn't do much until ...
... Andrew Johnston. So she bought one for herself, one for AJ. She is so sweet.
We had another nice dinner and back to the hotel. Aunty Yingie and Yang Rui went to the bund. I am glad they had good time to themselves, too.
I am also very glad that Tian feels a lot better today. She hans’t been feeling well for a while. Daddy, Shan and I were all quite worried. She felt so much better today. That was the best news!
... has around 1000 square metres he rents out. It was such a quiet peaceful place and again, it was hard to believe how many millions of people live in this country when no sounds could be heard except for the occasional bus passing by. One of the neighbours trotted over to check us out: a tiny woman who would have been lucky to have been 4 feet 5 inches and with one tooth who couldn't stop smiling at us - an international language.
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... the street and their parents don't bother about it because it's all part of their potty training. Don't think that'll catch on in the west but that certainly explains a lot about Amy Sim. (Private joke!) The subway wasn't as fun as it was when we first arrived. I'll say again: the Chinese don't know how to queue. Ben and I were standing right by the doors to get off the train and as soon as they opened people getting on the train barged us out the ...
... feeling truly miserable, studying a foreign pube (that was probably far too close to my face but I was probably dying so I didn't care) when I wondered how long it would be 'til someone discovered my body, and wondering if it was time to take up praying to someone. I was still alive at 6 so I moved back to my room.
Thursday morning I text the program manager to tell her I was dying (not in so many words) and she organised for me to not have ...