It’s been close 23 hours and something minutes. Passing through multiple continents and irrational times zones, have taken a crowbar to my otherwise atomic like internal clock, leaving me resembling an extra from “ 2,241 more words
For ten agonising minutes, I drilled those poor children like Adolf Hitler conducting a Nazi youth rally". Orientation week part two.
The Green Tree hotel, the Chinese equivalent of a holiday inn is where our short trip from Changsha to Xiangtan leaves us. As much as I love China, the beds here appear to be the design of the government, in a covert scheme to systemically destroy every western back in can lay claim to, all the time creating an eastern chiropractor practice boom. 2,551 more words
"Poor bastard must have been lapping his campus like a crazed dehydrated gazelle.– A long awaited reunion.
Jill, was flung into the deep end, it was comparable to a chilly Rose clinging to a once luxurious door somewhere in the North Atlantic, stammering away at the once chatty (now dead) Jack. 3,232 more words
Hour one. The minutes ticked by but all in all our little band of travellers were in good sprits, we had beer, snacks, pseudo pillows and a belly full of McDonalds finest. 2,658 more words
The glass-bottom bridge soaring above a mountain gorge in China was meant to thrill, but on Monday, tourists experienced true terror after cracks appeared underfoot as they crossed the transparent walkway. 240 more words