We made it out of Vietnam and into the country to the north. I am in a strange den-like internet bar in Guilin- we needed a local to find the place up an indistinct stairway, the windows are covered over and we needed to provide ID and deposit to enter. The cigarette smoke haze makes it seem almost a nineteen twenties speak-easy where the booze is information.
The "Friendship Pass" out of Vietnam was smooth and only our mandarin oranges were confiscated by the Chinese, they probably had a nice snack. The bus took us to a busy bus station in Nanning where we found the ticket counter and booked to Guilin. The lack of Chinese language skill slows transactions to a crawl but with the aid of our phrasebook things get done. The bus driving here is much less of a ... ahem... thrill than in Cambodia and Vietnam. Here there are freeways with a motorcycle lane and traffic laws that are actually obeyed. We arrived Guilin at night and followed a lady to a random hotel for 70Y a night. We stayed one then headed out......
more to follow..... must leave for bus to Guangzhou.
When in Hong Kong more will be posted.
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