First job ... fill up with benzene/gas/petrol/unleaded ... they seem to call it a different name in every country....
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| 93 Octane is the lowest in China, with 97 available if you want it. |
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| Fight more traffic escaping the city. |
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| So when did the size of your truck bed limit what you can carry ? |
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| And we head out into the mountains again. |
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| Love the signs ... could do with this in the UK, I think. |
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| Nice to get the contract for the Green plastic bits on the barrier .... one every metre, for 3000 km ! |
And then while busy plotting waypoints on my GPS at 70 mph, I miss the turn off. Jeremy & John don't, so I have to ride a further 15 miles to the next exit, and deciding not to try and return on the Toll Road, I go for the country lane option.... and lane it was !
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| Hope they are not worried about me ! |
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| Drying corn on every flat spot available. |
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| Villages are a bit dirty ! |
And this pic is representative of Chinese progress ... the track at the base of the pillars was the first road ... I'm taking the pic on the new road, while the even newer road on the pillars has just been opened.
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| No planning permission needed here.... if the people complain, shoot them. |
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| And if the hill gets in the way, cut it out ! |
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| Not that she will ever benefit from a new 130 kmph highway. |
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| Arriving in Dongchuan. |
And despite the fact that I had taken a 40 km detour, I was surprised to find I still got to the hotel before Jeremy & John. Made the acquaintance of the assistant manageress, who insisted on a photo. Don't forget, people here have never seen a "big bike" before .... and Westerners are a pretty rare sight too.
Now most hotels provide shampoo and if you are lucky, a mini-bar ... this one had an interesting selection of, lets call them accessories, in the room.....
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.... and when I checked out, I had only used one !
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Once J & J had arrived, we went in search of a bar, and I sniffed out this roof-top venue....
After that, we found a "Fast food chicken place" ... a sort of Chinese KFC/McDonalds cross.. which meant kids birthday parties. Bloody Nirvana for me of course, and they didn't waste any time in coming over to annoy me...
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| Got given this ... still not sure if was from Mum or Daughter ! |
So once our bellies were full, J & J wasted no time in getting back to the room to blog away .... not for me ... back to the rooftop bar, and now night had fallen, the plaza below was filled with dancing couples.
And bugger me, those bloody kids turned up again....
It was getting close to midnight and I was just about to leave, when Ken (one of the Swiss lads) had heard about my whereabouts, and joined me .... only to get mobbed too...
Still, it took the heat off me.
Oh, that item I used from the room..... the shampoo of course !
