Beijing to Kunming
August 10th 2005 I got the wake up call from “Baozu Boy” at about 5:15am and threw my shit in the hall. On the way down I ran into some French geeky-looking guys who also seemed to be heading for the airport. I asked them if they were interested in splitting a cab but ended up changing my mind and going alone later on. But first I ate one last egg, baozu and tofu soup breakfast at my favourite café. It wa
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