Leaving the Pandas behind we head for Lijiang, nestled in the foothills of the Tibetan plateau. After a 13hr overnight sleeper train we jump on the most uncomfortable bus in the history of buses for the 7hr drive to Lijiang. 11hrs later we finally arrive, tired, hungry, and lost. Cleverly I had forgotten to write down the address of our hostel. After fruitlessly driving around in a taxi, we stumbled across the Frosty Morning English Pub, run by the wonderful Phillip and Hsiaoping Houston. They helped us out immensely, helping us find our hostel and, more importantly, serving us the best burger in the whole of China! So good we ate it 3 times that week! The next day, after sleeping off the combined fatigue of traveling and alcohol, we headed back to show our appreciation
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