Xian, The Terracotta Obsession.
June 6th 2007 Armed with a few integral chinese sayings; where is, how much, fried noodle, beer and I dont understand, I borded my train to Xian, and yes 27 hours on a train is quite a long time, especially when everyone is packed like sardines. It was no surprise that I felt like the odd one out, not just because I was the only foreigner but I also seemed to be the only one not cooking a rather pungent fish s
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