The 31.5-hour train ride was brutal. There is nothing quite like waking up to the sound of a man slurping noodles 12 inches away from one’s ear, and then opening one’s eyes to see that said noodle slurper has been watching one sleep while enjoying his breakfast. This was one of many awkward situations on a ride that just wouldn’t end.
Unfortunately, I recently discovered that there is no internet access in my hotel room (although the opposite was promised). Evidently, this is the result of a new regulation from the authorities so that they can more closely monitor the local people. I will try to see if I can post pictures tomorrow, but I hold out little hope. Sorry for the lapse, and I’ll try to update as frequently as possible.
This is your cousin Judi… actually your Dad’s and Uncle Steven’s cousin. I’m Linda’s sister. Steven sent us the blog link so we can follow you!! Know that we are reading every word and wishing we were there with you – except not beside the noodle slurper 🙂 Be safe and have a blast!!
Judi, It’s good to hear from you. I’m glad you like the blog.