The Long March


Thank god for modern transportation, now there are trains, planes, and automobiles, and I employed them all today. Landing into Taipei at 6am, taking another flight by 8am to Hong Kong, taking the airport double decker to HK island, wait at the long haul bus terminal at the pier. Watch the boatpeople come in and out, the last of a fringe population of old HK. Board the bus to Shenzhen. Take a cab to various business places I needed to go. Take yet another long haul bus to Canton, where I should have used my seat belt and now have whip lash and bruised knees from the mad driving. Then, a cab ride to the house in Canton, but alas, I didn’t heed my own advice: never, EVER, take a green cab in Canton. Though ubiquitous, the cabbies do not speak Cantonese(always a bad sign anywhere) and do not know the way in the slightest. After an exhausting ride around, I ended up boarding a different taxi. Hiked up, physically, seven flights. Home stay at my relative’s house at 11pm.

That was one, long, 24 hour day. Only to realize that once again, I had forgotten that China now blocks both Twitter and Blogspot.



Taken from http://teapersonality.blogspot.com/

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