Searching for the 643 bus in Kunming's long distance bus station was proving difficult but after showing several people our ticket we were pointed in the direction of an old tin can on wheels on the sad side of the station. The windowless bus, air heavy with cigarette smoke and packed with locals gave the indication this was going to be a torturious seven hours. Feeling brave we perservered, together we rode the bumps, put up with the constant stares and dehydration the whole way to Yuanyang. Having been told at the ticket office the bus terminates in the new town we were under the impression we had to get two buses, however when the bus got to the new town and no-one got off we decided to stay on and see where it took us.
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