All everyone wanted to do was to get the hell out of Guizhou. The situation was looking hopeless. If it gets worse, students would have to be sent home. It was sad really because the hosts cooked a table full of breakfast for us. At the breakfast table, I carefully avoided those fragile girls who were still shaken from last night. I sat with the my new friends who I made on camp, those who were not so easily defeated by mountains and who appreciated the hospitality of the locals. We left the village sometime between 9 and 10. Peopled eyed longingly at the coke on the drinks stand. I was surprised that I was walking on bitumen, civilization at last! I couldn’t help notice packs being passed , after asking around I found out that
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