Top 6 Worst Things About Long Bus Rides

Now here’s the the worst 6 things about long bus rides.1.Try to you sit next to someone you don’t fight with, dosen’t smell, dosen’t make bad smells, and you can lay on. I found the last one out on the way back when I sat next to Kieran.2…. The oh so annoying old ladies and fat guy behind you that seems like all they can do is yell, snarl at you when you look back at them, and sleep for an hour or two while snoring like elephants.5. The co-driver who, of course like almost all of chinese residents, can’t o 15 minute without smoking, and does what seems like yelling and gives you 5 seconds to get your bags out of the bus.6. And finally, your little sister and brother who wake you up when you try to sleep and ask you questions and yell at you for not getting them something deeply wedged under your seat somewhere.

There’s Thieves in Them Thar’ Busses

After the rigors of our bus rides to and and from Jiuzhaigou (just say the word and Chinese people sigh), we didn’t feel we could handle two days and three train rides to get to Guilin in the southeast. So we committed the backpacker’s ultimate offense: we flew. It’s good we’re not really backpackers, although…

My First Chinese Haircut

Normally this is not a problem as she is the one who trims my hair and I can pretty much handle shaving, but we are currently clipper-less – we left ours in the van in Australia as it didn’t have a power converter to handle different voltage. I have been rather impressed with the effort the Chinese put into some of the service professions, like massaging feet so while on an errand to purchase food and or a few clothing articles, including a second undershirt for dax to go with previously white, now gray one, I got my haircut…. I don’t know if the story is true, a dream, or a cover up for someother way you normally get hepititis all I know is I am glad they changed the blade…. While not exactly the tissue paper for which I was looking, I made them work and I went of in search of food, socks and undershirts, a little less impressed with the service level in China.

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We’re in Guilin for the moment, headed to Yangshou tomorrow to do some volunteer work with rural kids and cruise the Li River. Just a few hours ago Tom was reading The China Star, an English language newspaper that the Sheraton slipped under our door. On page 5 under the story “Experts refute new bird…

In the Search for Fairies One Finds Only Waterfalls…and a Few Yaks

We hopped off and hiked as often as our little people could handle it but took great comfort in the fact that motorized transport was never more than a few hundred meters away.The Chinese take this park seriously and make a point of stopping and photographing themselves at each and every landmark. A few guidebooks had warned that their habit of hopping off the bus, snapping a picture, and hopping immediately back could mar the experience for enlightened Western outdoor enthusiasts but since the number of tourists was relatively few, we found it charming and were periodically guilty of the same behavior…. We saw only four other Westerners at Jiuzhaigou and no one spoke more than a few words of English, yet we felt at home and knew that people would bend over backwards to make us happy…. People literally drown her in hugs and offerings of fruit, nuts, and tchotchkes, which is overwhelming given that at home and in Australia and New Zealand, she was just another child who people frowned on for climbing on things that shouldn’t be climbed on or throwing a fit over snack food at the grocery store.

My, What a Big Buddha You Have

We arrived at our hostel in Chengdu around 9:30 am. Not wanting to lose a day I signed us up to make the two hour trip to Leshan to visit the world’s largest Buddha. Our new friends Chris and Helia joined us as did a British couple, Noah and Elaine, who are on a 9-month…