Easter Saturday, 7th April 2007
Awaking to rain on our first miserable day’s weather we disembarked the boat, after a short delay, at the ghost town of Fengdu. There was something very eerie about making our way onto deserted dry land on a grey, rainy day to the strains of Beethoven’s ‘Für Elise’. After another ‘A Team’-style minibus ride up in the mountains we joined the public bus on its trip to the municipality of Chongqing, just the 32 million inhabitants...
After using the journey to catch up on sleep we arrived in Chongqing around lunchtime to be greeted by yet more steep steps to the hotel where we dropped off baggage and went for another sumptuous budget banquet of a group lunch.
A few pounds heavier but some Yuan lighter we waddled back to the hotel before heading to the city to experience the sights and sounds of a Saturday afternoon in one of China’s biggest cities. We visited the Arhat Temple, home to Buddhist monks, and observed them taking their lessons before taking the cable car back and forth across the Yangtse to catch different views of the city.
Then back to the hotel and to bed, after re-stocking supplies!
After using the journey to catch up on sleep we arrived in Chongqing around lunchtime to be greeted by yet more steep steps to the hotel where we dropped off baggage and went for another sumptuous budget banquet of a group lunch.
A few pounds heavier but some Yuan lighter we waddled back to the hotel before heading to the city to experience the sights and sounds of a Saturday afternoon in one of China’s biggest cities. We visited the Arhat Temple, home to Buddhist monks, and observed them taking their lessons before taking the cable car back and forth across the Yangtse to catch different views of the city.
Then back to the hotel and to bed, after re-stocking supplies!
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