Blogs from Dandong, Liaoning, China, Asia - page 3

Dandong, Benxi, Dalian, Shanghai Got freedom back in China DANDONG After our nice but restricted trip in North Korea (NK) it was lovely to arrive to the other side of the Korean - Chinese border, namely the town of Dandong. We arrived by train from Pyongyang (pity that it was a Russian train and not a Korean one, but whatever... )and we spent the night and next day in Dandong. The two countries are separated by a river, half of the bridge is Korea, half is China. China made a real touristic site from the closedness of NK, you can buy Korean goods near the shore (there is a huge commercial activity - both black and white - here, NK imports around USD 2 billion worth of goods from China officially). There is also a half ... read more

Denne weekend blev brugt på en lille udflugt. Jeg havde besluttet at jeg ville have udnyttet de sidste weekender her i Shenyang, og beslutningen denne weekend faldt på at tage til Dandong, en mindre by (600.000 indbyggere) en 3-4 timer væk fra Shenyang. Jeg fik lokket Annelies fra Belgium og Sara fra Tyskland med, så det var skønt. Fredag morgen tog vi afsted fra Shenyangs togstation. Der skulle masser af mennesker med toget, også folk der ikke havde pladsbilletter - godt vi havde det! Togturen tog cirka 3½ time. Lang tur, men det var ikke så slemt. Efter vi var checket ind på hotellet tog vi ned til floden - Yalu River. Derfra kan man kigge over til Nordkorea, som jo så er en af attraktionerne i denne by. Dandongs promenade var rigtig hyggelig og faktisk ... read more

We were seen off on our journey by Mr. Zhong and Yun-Tian, our faithful hosts. I was remarkably sad to leave. After only a few short days I felt as though I had settled into life in Dalian. It is amazing how the generosity of others has the power to make one feel at home, even on the other side of the world. The bus ride to Dandong was roughly three hours. On the way we were treated a disturbingly violent movie involving motorcycles and Kung Fu, blaring on the TV overhead. At one point I looked out the window in the gathering darkness to see the road coated in a solid sheet of ice, and our carefree bus driver flying around a police car. Altogether it was a strange trip, and coupled with the ... read more