Travel Blogs from Sanya
... barefoot, Matt had
to go back down into the lobby and attempt to ensure the woman he wasn’t coming
to try anything funny, standing half naked, playing a game of charades with the
mandarin speaking woman, trying to let her know he was locked out of his room.
The alarm went off a bit too early for our liking,
but with a free breakfast buffet beckoning we made our way downstairs to meet with
Olga and Sean. With the ...
... we got there.
Wednesday we packed our bags and got the
bullet train down to Sanya, for a two day one night getaway to the other side
of the island. First class tickets were only 20 yuan more expensive, so we
thought we’d splurge. Looking back we still cant figure out what the difference
was between first and coach on the bullet. The seats were identical, and the
coach toilet was a proper toilet, while we had a squat down one in ...
... br> taken by a local man. At first we thought that they wanted us to take a picture
of them, but he motioned for us to stand beside his father so he could get a
picture of us. It seems that some local Chinese outside of big cities do not
encounter “westerners” and when they do, love getting pictures taken with them.
It would be like us going to say any foreign country or exotic land and having
our picture ...
... on a broom and when I finally caught up to her she said that now she knows what it feels like to be me in China. She was slightly more hesitant to pimp me out for pictures after that. Thanks, Helen. :)
4. Helen hates the sun.
After we booked our plane tickets for Sanya, Helen and I began discussing what we wanted to do. This was easy for me. "I want to lay on the beach. That's it. That's all." Helen acted as though she had caught me ...
... in frames hung on the wall but it didn’t take long for me to figure out the nature of the place. All paintings were 3D paintings on the actual wall and all had a fun side to them that not only ...