About the horrible dodgy landlady, smurf bins and a temple.
>> I have learned to keep small change on me for the bus drivers for that is what you are ought to do (not too sure how as seen no coins yet)
>>Do not panick!! Think! (rather tricky)
(there always is [must be??] a tourist centre)
>> Bargaining is fun-as long that you know you are not getting ripped off.(mmmm...Aim-learn to know when you're not getting ripped off.)
>> If you see lamps do not feed an unproven belief that they will be on when the night falls.*
Zhaoqing was a strange chaotic place with no hostel or any other cheap accommodation (the one that i knew of was shut because it was too cheap). Not really too much of a sightseeing scenic spot (v.popular expression, shall be used frequently), perhaps back in the day.
There were some helpful people there and some not so helpful, but at the end helpful anyway.
After an hour of contemplating over my issue with the Zhaoqing bus station employees this institution started to carry this air of security within it and so, feeling very strong and independent I was off towards my adventure, next destination-DinghuShan (¶©»§É½).
As I got off the bus, still feeling in control of the situation, I was kidnapped by this man who looked like a sort of a mountain ranger and mountain rangers are supposed to be some kind of a centre of sophistication in their field, i believe. him and I bargained, some women came so we all bargained, they laughed and I laughed and suddenly I was being lead by this dodgy woman into the Dinghu Shan resort, consequently into this dodgy horrible hotel place with a horrible dodgy landlady.
Angry with self.
Thing's sorted though.
Self argued with horrible dodgy landlady, self reasoned, self argued some more and self left, Y50 stayed, but for the other Y50 I got a cute little room in a nice Youth Hostel substitute (with a free outdoor swimmingpool with a slide too!) altogether that was the initial dodgy-hotel-price anyway and a lesson learned.
Walked around and up Dinghu Shan and then it was dark (see 'things learned #4', *).
Found a temple on top of the mountain, all the tourists were gone, possibly watching a Chinese history drama, v.likely after having a stir fried dog with chicken feet for dinner, and so I sat on the top surrounded by the woods and the falling night and listened to the monks chanting. So peaceful.
Not so peaceful a walk down though(through the black woods not seeing, well, not even seeing my fingers touching the railings I was holding onto in panick and cramps)...
...this doesnt feel important, calm of my soul bringing me deep sleep and the sweetest dreams.
(after watching a Chinese history drama->they do fly!)
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