Toward Xi’an

Hemingway said it was best to start writing first thing in the morning, I think because the compulsion continues for the rest of the day. So here I sit in the bumpy van on the way to the train station in Luoyang scribbling away. There were 2 news stories about China on the internet last night, one that they had approved a vaccine for swine flu, and the other that they were stabbing people with syringes in Urumqi. A very complicated country. The last two nights, I had dreams about playing basketball with Shaquille O’Neil in China, and about eating a snake. “Dream is destiny?” I don’t know. The hotel in Luoyang was nice, and already we are leaving. Last …

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Yangshuo to Yichang

Today was an exhausting day of travel. We left Yangshuo on the 23rd on a bumpy, loud bus to the train station. Every twenty meters or so the driver mashed the brakes, and the horn screeched about every eight seconds. Chinese pop music poured through the cabin speakers, accompanied by videos of dancing and singing on a TV screen. We arrived to find a fairly comfy waiting room, which was soon offset by a cramped train car for 18 hours. We arrived in Yichang on the 24th, where we waited for several hours to take another bus to board the boat. In Yichang, we stopped at a modern supermarket and I was suspicious it was an activity recommended by the …

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