Alex

I remember last year when I frist came to China and discovered that my bed was a plank. It was really killing me, sleeping on this hard bed. I remember how heavenly it was the times I crashed in the two beds rooms my friends stayed in, such as had beds which were not, in fact, planks. Well, well, I guess it's a matter of how used you are to these kind of things. The bed keeps getting harder and harder every time I change hostel, but I don't even think about it any more. Actually, it's getting quite comfy.

Hangzhou has been nice, but I don't like it particulary much, maybe because we are living in the fancy blocks, and that's just too boring. One of Californias Hangzhounese friends told us that we arrived to Hangzhou during the hottest days of this summer. Lovely. It ain't too bad today, or maybe I've just gotten used to it. We've been walking around a bit though. The West lake is quite interesting, and if I would stay longer, I would only do it to explore this area more closely. We took a walk the other night, following a long, long bridge crossing one end of the lake. I said to California: "You know, in the right company... Not that you're not the right company... or... well... in some cases you are not the right company, but in the right company, this would have been so insanely romantic". There are a lot of places and things in Hangzhou that could be insanely romantic, in the right company. The core of Hangzhou is pleasant to the eye. There are so much vegetation, and so much water. Of course, if you go out during night time, all of it will be a bit different. We are in China after all, so every building, every pagoda, every temple, every fountain, every everything is lit up laterns and neon signs. Honestly, everything. It's riddiculous.
 
So Hangzhou is pretty nice, and I'm adjusting to the subtropical heat. And California is probably the best travel companion you can come across. We get along extremely well, we have the same kind of boring humor, the same kind of sarcasm, and we are both able to walk side by side absorbed by out own thoughts, not talking.

But now it's time, again, to move. Saying good bye to California, temporarily, I'm hopping on a train to Shanghai tonight. The train ride takes about 2 hours and the ticket cost me 29 yuan, riddiculous. He'll come there too in a couple of days, and one of the Chinese girls I got to know in Wuhan will be there too quite soon. I also have a classmate from Sweden in Shanghai right now, she'll be leaving soon, but I hope she'll have time to see me anyway. Sweet sweet Shanghai reunion awaits.



Alex

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