Hangzhou to Chengdu – aka the 37h train.

Yes you read right 37 hours. 37. Think of what you could do with that. I’ll tell you.

36 hours of death by passive smoking/bellowing Chinese synth music.

To be fair, there was moment when it got much much worse. The hour when the train screeched to a halt, the smell of the squat toilets took over, and a single Avril Lavine song played through the speakers.

Although on the plus side I did polish off my second Danielle Steel novel in a fortnight. Anymore and it’s not going to look like a book exchange accident anymore.

To quote Andi (who point blank refused to join me and opted to stay in Shanghai) “All this to see some Pandas?”

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