8000 km by train. That’s gotta hurt. and indeed it does. But from my ‘junior suite’ I am numbed from sensation. Though there is a ‘blind man massage’ centre somewhere in Beijing that I fancy trying. Must have really big brail on the pavement outside so they can find their way to work. Hohohhoho.
Shout of the day: “I’m lost. Can you help me?” Resulting in connection to 6 different non-english speakers at the hotel. Mind you, I just let loose an ‘aaarggh’ and people looked at me as though I had said something profound. However, when I try to say ‘shei shei’ (thank you) they just seek help from English speaking co-workers to translate. I just want to say thank you. Aaarrggh.