The 15-hour sleeper bus lasted from 2 p.m. to 6:30 a.m. It was a rough road, maybe one-and-a-half lanes wide, with many curves, hills and mountains. There were only six passengers plus two dogs. There were enough beds for maybe forty people. At one point the bus seemed to break down and the drivers attacked the motor with a large wrench. Aside from occasional cigarette smoke, the ride was pleasant and I slept well enough. It is warm and humid here; it feels like Thailand, not China. This is very different from the cold, dry climate up north. What little Chinese we know doesn’t work here; they speak something else. Also, the signs have no pinyin (Chinese spelled with Western letters), only Chinese characters and those of another language.
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