Ron and Amy
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Day 2 |
| After a good night's sleep, we ventured out the next morning in search of bus tickets and breakfast. We planned to stay another day in Hong Kong but we wanted to have our travel plans squared way ahead of time. Our next destination was the Li River around Guilin and Yangshuo. This area looked incredible in photographs I had seen. The tour book (as well as several competitor's travel books) were rather vague as to how to get there. They did mention that it was 'inconvenient' to get there by train. Amy had talked to a travel agent in New York City who claimed that there was a bus that left directly from Hong Kong and went straight to Guilin. I had read that you must cross the border of mainland China first and then arrange a bus trip from there. So our first stop of the day would at the Hong Kong bus station to investigate. | |
| The bus station was north of our hotel, on the other side of Kowloon
Park. The park turned out to be quite interesting. There were many sculptures:
bronze, aluminum and structures covered with brightly covered fabrics. There
was also a nice little bird sanctuary and a swimming pool. When we got the bus station we could find very little written English and no one could understand what we wanted. It was frustrating - especially on an empty stomach and without my morning caffeine. It quickly became apparent that I was going to have a hard time expressing my biological need for hot coffee as well. A few places wanted to give cold coffee in a can. Another place had hot coffee but the woman kept trying to pour it into a big cup of ice cubes. After five or six attempts, we found a restaurant that had hot coffee, but it was only because they catered to westerners. China is definitely not a nation of coffee addicts like America - maybe that's why the Chinese seem so calm. |
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| After I got my coffee fix and returned to sanity, we went to several more
travel agencies but were equally disappointed. It didn't seem like they
even understood where we wanted to go: the city of Guilin. Maybe we weren't
pronouncing it right - we were saying Gwee - lin. Later on in the trip,
we met a french guy who said, "Oh, you mean Gooey-lin?" Too much
frustration for vacation. I convinced Amy that we should take a break from annoying the travel agents and do some sightseeing. We hopped on the subway to the Sik Sik Yuen Wong Tai Sin Taoist Temple, where they had all kinds of things to take pictures of. There were many Chinese people at this temple burning incense to pay homage to their ancestors. There was a large garden with pools, waterfalls, sculptures and turtles behind the temple. |
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From there, it was a short walk along the expressway to Chi
Lin Nunnery, which was much more sedate but equally picturesque.After
this little adventure, we returned to Tsim Sha Tsui near our hotel and
checked out a Chinese Tourist Office. The woman who helped us out spoke
good English but she didn't know of any bus that went directly form Hong
Kong to Guilin. She did explain to us how to get to the border and where
we could catch a bus from there. We decided we would go to the border
town of Shenzhen the next day and figure out from
there. |
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