With an apartment still left to clean, garbage to throw out, money to change, and a whole wardrobe full of clothes to give or throw away, the task of packing our bags was pushed ever closer to our hour of departure. Deconstructing a year of fixed habitation in one afternoon, and stuffing virtually everything you own into the boot of an airport bound taxi, has to rank way up there in terms of liberating experiences. Yet we still woke up the following morning in China to the realization we were travelling with far too much stuff. Thus our first morning on the road was spent in Kunming Post Office, which maddeningly wouldn’t allow shipments of electrical equipment, CDs, liquids, and, and, and…so even our hierarchical choice of needs was governed. Nevertheless something had to give, and
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