Garden Inn (Guangzhou Yile Road)
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... along with his benevolence in sharing his knowledge of Kilwa and his poems and ballads with us.
4. Having my ears be serenaded by the lovely traditional Omani music as I walked the streets of Sohar. These performances definitely win over the musical concerts of the world today, especially because I was able to experience them so close up!
5. Seeing the impressive dry stone construction ...
... The city was in a constant movement, not only within the market square, but also the fleets sent out along the trade route by the government to ship goods and to collect tributes. Caught up in this unforgettable moment, an accidental glance at my watch overrode all prior thoughts as I virtually flew across the market to the other side of the city to my meeting place with Nathan in a small shack near a rice farm. After stumbling around from one dwelling to the next, I ...
... of activities going on. Tim is running in another marathon next Sunday outside Hong Kong. We hope to see Bradley and Lisa Davies, from PEI, there – also running in the half marathon, I think.
Communicating on the Internet has become even more challenging here since the government has completely blocked Gmail – a huge inconvenience for many Chinese people as well as expats. We went over to visit one of the teachers the other night. Her husband is ...
... a lack of any English on the lady's part. Luckily for us, a kind gentleman with broken English was also there to help translate. He told us what we needed to know (sort of) and pointed us to the ticket desk.
We got there and found out that there was no trains whatsoever for at least the next two days. She also spoke no English.. There's becoming a pattern here. Avoiding hyperventilation, we noticed a friendly looking 'white' couple in the queue and asked for their ...
... flashing above was an obnoxiously bright and huge train time table. I could understand nothing. I could barely communicate by pointing my finger to a piece of paper I've prepared. I couldn't breath. I closed my eyes and practiced breathing. I waited in a slowly inching line for about an hour and finally reached the front. Bought a zou piao, a sitting ticket for 57 yuan. I left with a headache.
I went to Guangzou at the perfect time of the year. I got ...