Fairyland Hotel Kunming West Railway West Station
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... of 0800am, coupled with our first experience of China's version of queuing, which is only similar to regular queuing in that it involves people and a defined end goal - beyond that it is every man for him/herself. This left us standing at the train station ticket window about two minutes too late, being informed that we would have to take the 1430pm train, and leaving us with a good five hours to enjoy the sidewalks of Hekou. Oh well, you live, you ...
... bed can tuck under your head. The 35 degree rise makes sleeping a little uncomfortable. Add to that the winding roads and you get stuck somewhere in between agitated sleeping and uncomfortable consciousness. We left Jinghong at about 10 pm and got in at around 9 am. We took a 3 hour break at some rest stop, I don’t know why. John and I have done a lot of long buses and even longer trains, and for one reason or another we felt probably the worst after ...
... Shangri-La, we were not touring together. Anyway, our "joint adventure" in Yunnan had almost reached the end. Qiong would be heading home to Ji'an (吉安) from Kunming the following day and I would be heading towards Xiamen (厦门) via Kunming too. So we would still be traveling together to Kunming before parting ways. 06/01/2013 (Sun) - Ancient City of Dali I intended to sleep late into the morning before check-out time but restless and impatient Qiong ...
... I start to think about how much money I have on me because I'm certain he's about to rough me up with some kung fu and take my money. THEN! Another thought pops in my head. Are we in a some sort of house of ill repute? ****! We are! This is a brothel or something close to it and he thinks I booked room V-3 and will be awaiting my "date". HA! I giggle and say. "No, Visa" and point to my map again. This time there's light, and he's Chinese so he can read it. "Ooooooh." he ...
[I haven't been back in China since I left a 2-year teaching stint in 2001. Other than feeling regret that I hadn’t kept up my Chinese language, gained at that time with considerable effort to about a lower intermediate level, I hadn’t thought too much about how I would feel about being in China again.]
In Shanghai’s Hong Qiao airport, I stared in exhausted stupefaction at a water dispenser. I wanted to fill ...