xi'an
here I am in Xi'an. I've only just discovereed where in China that is, after being here for almost 24h.
annoyingly the Great Firewall of China is not letting me get at the blogger post pages from local browser so I'm writing this in Lynx on a clifford.ac host... mmmm... All i've done so far is sleep and eat - the hostel has a pretty good cafe/dining room, one of the best that I've seen anywhere in the many many hostels that I have been to. I'm about to run out of moleskines, the pretentious notebook of hemmingway and others -- if anyone wants to send me any, please do!
somewhere round here are terracotta warriors but I'm not in the mood to go looking for them - perfahps I will take a wash in the skanky showers here (although I'm informed by person at next terminal along that there are possibly nicer ones upstairs).
On the train here (where I thought I was going to get a sleeper bunk, i tbeing a night train and me having been told I was getting a sleeper bunk), I ended up with just a chair in a sitting carriage, crowded in with many oither chinese people. at least I had a reserved seat. In the middle of the night, I woke to find a small girl pissing accidentally all over my bag. She missed my legs, thankfully, and in the heat it soon dried up. methinks i will have to burn this rucksack at some point in the next few months.
annoyingly the Great Firewall of China is not letting me get at the blogger post pages from local browser so I'm writing this in Lynx on a clifford.ac host... mmmm... All i've done so far is sleep and eat - the hostel has a pretty good cafe/dining room, one of the best that I've seen anywhere in the many many hostels that I have been to. I'm about to run out of moleskines, the pretentious notebook of hemmingway and others -- if anyone wants to send me any, please do!
somewhere round here are terracotta warriors but I'm not in the mood to go looking for them - perfahps I will take a wash in the skanky showers here (although I'm informed by person at next terminal along that there are possibly nicer ones upstairs).
On the train here (where I thought I was going to get a sleeper bunk, i tbeing a night train and me having been told I was getting a sleeper bunk), I ended up with just a chair in a sitting carriage, crowded in with many oither chinese people. at least I had a reserved seat. In the middle of the night, I woke to find a small girl pissing accidentally all over my bag. She missed my legs, thankfully, and in the heat it soon dried up. methinks i will have to burn this rucksack at some point in the next few months.
posted by benc at 05:05 GMT
1 Comments:
So if you just put TO: Stinky Ben Clifford
on the front of the package, the postal service knows what to do?
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