August 2006
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(26th August 2006)
There are some things I didn't mention about China. I didn't mention them because I don't know how good China's internet surveillance is - the firewall works for the BBC and "Tiananmen", but China residents say it's easy enough to get round - and I want to be allowed to go back. It was probably cowardly of me, particularly in light of news items over ...
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(26th August 2006)
It took me 24 hours to get from the Four Seasons to my flat. This is, I think, because I chose a particularly weird route, for reasons which made sense at the time. So I flew from Hong Kong to Delhi then Delhi to Mumbai. I know it's a weird route because no-one that I could see did the same thing. I had been looking ...
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(24th August 2006)
To celebrate my last night in China, I chose to do exactly the same as on the previous night. Barbecue and foot massage. Only this time, we were accompanied by J, a smart and hard-working Chinese journalist here, who currently works for a magazine for young Chinese women which manages - at least from the pictures - to be about travel to interesting places, and ...
→ Distaste
(23rd August 2006)
Guangzhou is famous for two things. Firstly, the tons of tat for sale. There is a toy market, a mobile phone handset market, and probably a small yapping toy dogs market. Today C and I bought pictures of the Twin Towers; bright orange funereal cups which will serve as egg cups; a hamburger phone (that was C, not me); some sandalwood incense to burn at ...