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|Beihai bound....even with morning breath!|
|Thursday, January 20, 2005 (10:00:00)|
So it is especially hard to find me when I stop writing journals. Well, I am back at it now and ready to continue my story.
So from Beijing I headed to Guilin and after seeing that it was still quite cold, wet, and windy I decided to keep on trekking south. I headed for the city of Beihai, which is very far south in the province of Guangxi.
I had to take an overnight bus to a city called Nanning and for some reason that only the central planners understand the bus arrives at about four in the morning when it seems every other bus is sleeping quietly in the parking lot. So at this hour when only very entrepreneurial taxi drivers are awake I came stumbling out of my sleeper bus and attempted to find another bus to Beihai, which I thought might be easy…hee.hee.
Well, a taxi driver told me he would help me, or at least that is what I understood from his body language. It seemed he wanted to take me to the other bus station. It turned out that the other bus station in Nanning did not have any buses going to Beihai either, until 7:00am so I sat in a very cold station with a surprisingly large crowd of sleepy fellow travelers. I attempted to sleep for a while on these ice-cold steel benches. Not quite paradise.
I woke up just in time to hear the name Beihai being called out on the loudspeaker. I grabbed my bags and stumbled toward the door. My pushing to the front of the line skills were not as honed as most here so I soon found myself at the back of the crowd. That didn’t seem to be the biggest problem because I didn’t even have a ticket. Luckily, in this case that was a good thing. I received special treatment and one of the attendants got me a ticket herself. That was nice. The dear reader must remember that I had bounced along all night on a rickety sleeper bus and I was still not literate, so this makes it difficult to follow instructions, even if I were wide awake.
I was a bit frustrated when I heard that the other bus station had a bus to Beihai at the same time. So, it seems to me, that my taxi driver might have been doing me less of a favor than I thought. But, in retrospect I am very glad I was on this bus, because I met a student going home for winter break named Ida. She and I talked for a good part of the trip home. I apologized for my morning breath and she said she had morning breath too. I had been traveling two nights and a day now without any shower.
Smelly traveler alert!
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