Survivalista: Ni hao!

The dawn of a new day. Our first day in China! We arrived at 5am in de morning at Kunming and my sleeping pill had just kicked in. We travelled by sleeping bus and I struggled to get out of the deep trip that would normaly count as sleep. Instead of chirping birds heralding the new day, it was the sweet sound of Chinese men and women doing some soul-searching, going deep to collect as much saliva as possible and spit it our in one big green slimy clot. Nice to meet you too! All of a sudden, I was wide awake. It was everywhere...

Once Kunming woke from its much needed beauty sleep and collectively pulled up its graffiti ridden shades, sheer beauty revealed itself. Clothes... So many clothes... They were colorful, glistening, whispering and luring me into the shopping trap. And there it was: the diamond amongst all these beautiful gems: my new silky soft and light jumpsuit.

A few bottles of Chinese beer and one drinking game later the awefull sound and sight of spitting, bare bellied, crotch-scratching Chinese faded to the background. A little...

We witnessed a celebration in honour of the 90th birthday of the communist party.

The Chinese: the Belgians of Asia... Why not make the bridge simple, functional and... just straight... (Insulting two peoples at the same time... sorry... :-))