Datong Hangover
July 22nd 2010 My six hour train ride from Beijing to Datong was not like the Shinkansen. Cramped, dirty, and crude, it brought me close to the heart and people of China and I loved it. I was glad to escape the city and travel through the vast and beautiful countryside.
I ended up sitting with a family (son, daughter, and mom) and began chatting with them. Heading inland has added linguistic complexity to my
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