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After boarding the plane and saying goodbye to friends it was off once again to Beijing. An uneventfull planeride later and uttering my first "Bu yao", I felt like I was home once again. Taking some lonelyplanet advice I took the #11 exit and #3 bus to the main train station in Beijing. After that I quick metro ride to Qianmen brought me out behing the Moasoleum once more. Now dazed and confused I attempted to find a hostel...did I mention it was a balmy 36 degrees?, I finally ended up at Leo hostel in the old hutong section fo Beijing. An interesting place, old courtyard residences converted to use for westerners. After some much needed water and chatting with my bunk mate I drifted off to sleep.
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Dave
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Remember Phil, the white slave-trade will try to trick you with promises of candy and Dutch hookers