Monday, October 26, 2009

Vietnam baby!

Day 174: Vietnam baby!!!!! Dongxing to Tien Yen

After a painless border exit and entry from the respective camps on either side of the small bridge, we enter Vietnam.



In an instant we can tell things are run a little differently here. People are much more friendly from the off and are shouting “hello” from the shop doorways and their houses. However, the road is a pain – it would seem that H18 is being reconstructed – the quality of what's currently available is abysmal. For many long stretches, there are potholes more than a foot deep, loose gravel and dust everywhere. Cycling is precarious at best. The vehicles are friendly enough but a few get too close for comfort and by the time we reach Tien Yen, we're filthy and tired. We also stupidly failed to get money out from an ATM in Mong Cai where we'd crossed and it turns out that nobody accepts US Dollars without a little bit of a struggle, although the hotel owner seems alright with it. Language is going to be fun – Kate is still shouting out her Ni Hao's and Xie Xie's, but they can still probably hear her over the border anyway. Food seems a little tasteless compared to Chinese fodder, although no sign of the EFR yet. Noodles are everywhere and pork seems to be the preferred meat. We manage to log on to Facebook for the first time in 3 months – we forgot how addictive it was!



Kilometers: 90

Total Kilometers: 4837


Day 175: Tien Yen to Ha Long

A very hard ride today, for some reason we never got into the groove of the hundred km ride. Thankfully the roads were not as dismal as yesterdays, although we were warned it was going to be bad. Thinking back, we reckon the person who told us the road was bad probably wanted us to book a bus ride with him instead. Two things we have noticed as majorly different from China is firstly the lack of tall trees offering shade (it's incredibly hot here and we feel the return of those dreaded hot patches we encountered in Malaysia and Thailand), and secondly the juggernauts that menacingly peruse the roads. Seriously, these are big, big buggers. They're quite scary up close and the drivers, although friendly enough, don't seem to be able to compute that their vehicles are 40ft long ergo when they think they're pulling back in at a safe distance from us, their back ends are actually closing in fast. When we finally reach Ha Long we are both tired and dusty and ready to get off the bikes and under a long, hot shower.


Kilometers: 100

Total Kilometers: 4937


Day 176: Ha Long to Hai Phong

With views over the stunning Halong Bay area which we visited in 2006, Lee Lee and I cycle inland towards Hai Phong.





Again the Vietnamese are extremely vivacious, shouting from shops and houses – it's such a refreshing change from China, where hardly anyone spoke out to us.



However, their means of transporting live animals upsets me and sometimes we can hear the screams of animals during slaughter as we cycle by which is absolutely horrendous. I can't put my hands over my ears as I'll lose control of the bike so I have to make do with singing loudly. The terrain remains a little hilly, but this should be the last of that; we're rejoining the coast road tomorrow. As we cycle over the bridge that leads into Hai Phong city, we reached our 5000km mark!



Digs found for $17, but on reflection, it's a poor deal – the room is quite dingy and it's very noisy. On the plus side, it has wifi so we spend four hours updating the blog onto the world wide web for the first time in three months!

Kilometers: 68

Total Kilometers: 5005


Day 177: Hai Phong to Nam Dinh

The first 70km were a breeze, literally, with a strong tailwind pushing us along. It only took us three hours to cycle 70km but when the road led us in a different direction, we spent the last 21km with the wind blowing straight in our faces which was demoralising and extremely difficult. Lunch was lovely - fried potato with chicken, spring rolls, fried green beans and steamed rice for $4 and bargain digs found in Nam Dinh after three tries; the first receptionist quoted 240,000VND for a double room but she was quickly told off by the proprieter who upped the price to 300,000VND and refused to budge. The second was way out of our budget (480,000VND) from the off, but according to Lee Lee it was lush. Our bargain basement beauty of a room at 150,000VND ($8) came from Thanh Son Hotel, with a ridiculously happy hotel owner who screamed with laughter at every word we spoke and even better, we find that we can access a wifi signal in the room. Dinner was hard to get through again although this time it would appear that it was my fault for misreading the price quoted, but 240,000VND ($13) for a chicken is well out of order. We have now been cycling for eight days straight and our bottoms need rest – we decide to head for the beach resort of Sam Son tomorrow to do a bit of sunbathing and swimming – we'll stay there two nights.

Kilometers: 91

Total Kilometers: 5096


Day 178: Nam Dinh to Sam Son

Today we maintain a southeasterly direction and are pushed along by the wind down the A1 coast road. For Vietnam's longest major highway, the A1 does not live up to expectations; it 's very bumpy in places and not as wide as we thought it would be. As we cycle through Ninh Binh, a coach full of westerners pulls up beside us at a set of lights and we receive lots of waves and thumbs up from them! Most of our day is spent greeting and overtaking schoolchildren on bicycles who do their best to race us but fail miserably! At our last rest stop of the day we are warned that it is raining hard further south, and as the day goes on we find that the wind has started to swirl around us. By the time we reach Sam Son's beach we know there's gonna be no sun or surf for anyone. From the looks of weather reports, a typhoon which is currently 600km south of us in Hoi An is having an impact up here. Sam Son is deserted – we're the only tourists in the whole resort.




The deserted hotel smacks of The Shining which freaks Lee Lee out, the staff are hell bent on accepting nothing less than 300,000VND per night, with no breakfast tomorrow but yes for the day after (?!) - perhaps they weren't prepared for guests at 5.30pm - and they will serve it between 6am and 7am which is non negotiable. This place does not know the meaning of customer service, but it's the only place with wifi so we'll grudgingly put up with it.

Kilometers: 111

Total Kilometers: 5207


Day 179: Sam Son

We wake up at 11am to another miserable day, very windy with intermittent rain. The sea is extremely rough and the locals have battened down their hatches. Hardly any hotels look open for business. We spend the day in the lobby on the internet, and our trip out for lunch was interesting – we had looked up a few Vietnamese dishes prior to going out and at a restaurant we ordered Bo Kho, a beef and vegetable stew for 100,000VND ($5). What came was not a beef and vegetable stew but two vacuumed-packed packets of dried beef.




We were still waiting for the rest of the meal when the waitress indicated that this was it. Needless to say we were not amused and refused to pay the full amount, eventually settling for half price - still a rip off but we've learned our lesson. We're becoming more and more frustrated with Vietnam – most of the restaurants don't cook anything; they boil up packets of dried noodles and prices wildly fluctuate. We last visited this country in 2006 and loved it but we are finding it stressful this time – maybe this is our adjustment period into a new country, currency, food and custom...., or maybe greed is rearing it's ugly head here. In any case, bar a weather catastrophe, we plan to leave Sam Son tomorrow and continue south – the typhoon remains 600km away and looks to be dying out. Hopefully that wind will stick around though...

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5207


Day 180: Sam Son to Dien Chau

Well the wind did stick around, as did the rain, who kindly brought his friend called torrential. We bought raincoats in Sam Son before we left and at five bucks they turned out to be the best buy of the whole trip (except for Snickers, which sadly I've been unable to locate in Vietnam so far). It absolutely poured it down all day; we've never experienced anything so heavy and persistent. The day did not start well after the hotel staff demanded 60,000VND for our breakfast this morning and at the end of this very long day we were absolutely dripping wet, even with our raincoats. However, it was a pretty funny day all in all getting soaked by the traffic and people whooping us as we passed by. Lee was in charge of entertainment today, quoting large chunks of Star Wars scripts. We also had a lovely lunch of Mi Xao Bo(fried noodles with beef) at a reasonable price, and an equally good dinner of again, Mi Xao Bo, again for a good price thanks to the English speaking bankers at the next table. Unfortunately when they left we were accosted by two fellas asking where we were staying and what room we were in. We told them a different hotel and had to walk the long way home through the road/river as they were close on our heels. Weirdos.


Kilometers: 111

Total Kilometers: 5318


Day 181: Dien Chau to Ha Tinh

On waking this morning we find that it is a warm, dry day – only the floods on the road remain - so we load up the bikes and just as we start riding it starts raining. The rain macs we brought yesterday are just too hot to ride in so we leave them on the bike and cycle in the spitting rain to the first cafe for breakfast. We ask for omelets and the lady, seeming to understand, went off to prepare our food. However, when she returned she brought four hard boiled eggs. Never-mind, I thought, but Lee Lee was unprepared to eat them as they had only been boiled for about a minute so I cracked one open to see if it was. What greeted me was not a boiled egg, but the tiny form of a baby duck. Feathers and all. Bleugh. From the looks on our faces and the noises coming from our mouths, the lady seemed to understand that we were not expecting that at all. We got proper omelets five minutes later.

Kilometers: 88

Total Kilometers: 5406


Day 182: Ha Tinh to somewhere 38km south of Ky Anh

At 7am, the ring of the phone wakes us - reception wants us to move the bikes as they need the room for a meeting. Kate stays in bed while I move the bikes. We venture downstairs for breakfast at 7:45am (noodle soup) and Kate's back in bed by 8:30am; we only have about 60 km to ride today so she takes advantage of a lie in till 10:30am. Once packed and ready, we pedal off to find road signs suggesting we only have a 52km ride. This turns out to be a blessing as Lee Lee has a sore groin muscle and struggles for the first 30km. We get to our third stop of the day at 62km and decide that we will ride a little further down the road so we don't have to ride 100km tomorrow. Things rarely go to plan though and there's no rest for Lee Lee today; we end up cycling 90km until we find a guesthouse. Usually guesthouses are everywhere we look but because we're actually trying to find one it took another 40km - typical. The cycle trip overlooking the sea was lovely though. We have noodles, beef and prawns for our dinner and head back to the room where I face the pleasure of trimming Lee Lee's beard.

Kilometers: 90

Total Kilometers: 5496


Day 183: Somewhere 38km south of Ky Anh to Dong Hoi

Thanks to cycling longer yesterday we only have a 60km ride today so we amble along slowly and take numerous little rests, the sun is out again today which makes it hot for riding. After our first pit stop we see another western cyclist, Paco from Spain.



Paco has rode up from Ho Chi Minh City and has given us lots of tips regarding safety. He said he had experienced really bad weather last week and was unsure why the rain and the wind was so persistent until he remembered seeing a "large swirly thingy" (verbatim!) on the weather reports – it then clicked it was a typhoon, so he got a bus out of there. Depressingly, he also warned us that although the majority of the locals were very friendly, he did have some bad experiences with motorcyclists who tried to veer him off the road; he once fell off and cut his knee quite badly. We ride the last 30km with little to report, though we did see the sea again. We checked into a nice looking hotel/restaurant which promised much but delivered little. Hope the restaurant is better!

Kilometers: 58

Total Kilometers: 5554


Day 184: Dong Hoi to Dong Ha

We were awoken this morning at 7:55am by giggling housekeeping asking if they could wash the floor, after politely turning them down I returned to bed, only to be woken again ten minutes later by a different giggling member of housekeeping again asking to wash the floor. This time Kate told them “NO” and I, now awake, went downstairs to complain (with no success). We get ready and leave. Kate and I were both in foul moods for the rest of the day, not helped by a cafe that tried (unsuccessfully) to charge us 100,000VND for two Mi Xao Bo's. On a brighter note we found a great hotel with a restaurant to match at the end of the day. We both agree on a fresh start in the morning.

Kilometers: 97

Total Kilometers: 5651


Day 185: Dong Ha to Hue

A very exciting day for Kate and Lee Lee today as we pedal frantically towards Hue, a major tourist city and one where I know we can find Snickers bars, a supermarket and lots of other delicious goodies. We are booked into La Caramboule tonight for a french cuisine experience. It has has mixed reviews on Travelfish but, to be honest, anything other than packet noodles will be a very welcome change. After scouring the city for the right address and being mesmerised by the numbers of western tourists (we have not spoken to any westerners for any length of time (bar Paco) since Pingyao in China). Digs found at Amigo Hotel, recommended on the tinterweb. and it's gorgeous for $12 per night. We basically run to the restaurant, and find that our email to book the table for our wedding anniversary has been successful; we're given a quiet table and, more importantly, the menu. Between us we order; beer, a La Caramboule salad. french onion and cheese soup, cream of chicken soup, duck with mushrooms, fillet steak, two plates of mashed potatoes, boiled vegetables, a cheese platter and an Irish whisky. We're completely full to the brim when they bring out a chocolate cake for our wedding anniversary but we still manage to get a few slices down us and not feel physically sick. We were very, very hungry. The whole meal technically cost us nothing as my parents had treated us (Cheers Mom and Dad!) but otherwise the whole meal cost a bargain £23.





Kilometers: 73

Total Kilometers: 5724


Day 186: Hue (rest day)

Today is actually our fourth wedding anniversary and we are trying to recover from the meal last night. Kate finally wakes up at 1pm. We have lunch and go for a walk around the Citadel and come across a field of tanks which were captured by the Viet-Cong from the American Army and their “puppet allies” (their words, not mine) during the Vietnam War.



On the way we find a supermarket with lots of goodies to buy – Kate was well behaved, resisting all the tempting chocolate on offer but sadly fails to do so on the return journey.



Later that evening we go to an Indian restaurant to spend the rest of the money Kate's parents allocated us for our anniversary meal. Considering their daughter (aka dustbin) felt ill earlier after her burger breakfast, she did quite well.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5724


Day 187: Hue to Da Nang – via the Hai Van Pass

Today we're aiming to get a hotel just before the Hai Van Pass and traverse the range tomorrow, but as we feel pretty energetic from our food and rest in Hue, at 70km we decided to go over it there and then. It's late afternoon and the sun is cooling down a little, we have just eaten our baguettes we ordered from La Caramboule (ham and cheese) and we're ready. We cycle past the road leading to the 6km tunnel and towards the range – it's quite imposing but we can see that it's nowhere near Wangmo's benchmark of horror – and we're looking forward to attempting our first pretty high climb in two months. It stands at 496 metres and 10km of ascent – it took one cyclist (Mr Pumpy) 59 minutes to cycle this from the railway track to the top but his record was overtaken by some European fella who did it in 28mins. However, we start our clock when we see the ascent (as it turns out, 1.5mins before we actually cross the railway track). The signs depict an 8% gradient and we make steady progress, stopping every 3km for water, and we reach the top within 59 mins. A few western couples on motorcycles passed us on the way up and Kate barely held her indignation in as one of them said “it looks like hard work and this way's much more fun”. However, we forget to subtract the 1.5mins and later figure out we did it in 57.5mins! God knows how that other fella got up there in 28mins. Maybe he had an electric bike. The summit boasts lovely views, although it's a bit hazy today and it's teeming with restaurants and cafe's whose staff are all shouting at us to come in. We ignore them, together with the lazy motorcyclists and head for the descent which is a thrilling 10km and takes us all of 10mins. We head for Danang, another 18km away and get there in the dark, find a cheap but comfortable room (all mod cons) at the East and West Hotel. Friendly staff point us in the direction of fodder and we have a meal of rice, stir fried pork and lemon-grass chicken. We documented our ascent up the Hai Van Pass on video and will put it on You Tube when we return home.......

Kilometers: 108

Total Kilometers: 5832


Day 188: Da Nang to Hoi An

Because we traversed the HV Pass yesterday we have a pathetically small distance to cycle today but as we hit the road we find that this is very very good as there is a very very strong headwind pushing us back. The 36km takes us nearly 3hrs but the views along the coast road are beautiful, white sand and blue seas. Sadly, it looks like Raffles and Hyatt are in mid-build of posh villa complexes here. We have Mi Xao Bo for lunch and this time it's made with fresh noodles and is far better than the packet crap that is regularly served to us – therefore we are more than happy to pay 30,000VND each for it. Hoi An is just as we remember it; I find the hotel we stayed in in 2006 sharpish but it would seem their rates have risen – they are asking for $60 per night. "Not likely" grumbles me as we ride away but then I have the awful feeling that I misheard them and they said $60 for three nights. Hmmmm. Alternative digs found at the Hai Au Hotel for $20 per night (inc buffet breakfast). The place is lovely and has happy and attentive staff who are stoked that we returned after a scout around other hotels. We're booked in for three nights so I can get some dresses made and have a few dips in the hotel pool. Bliss!

Kilometers: 36

Total Kilometers: 5868


Days 189 - 190: Hoi An

Kate returns to the tailors on three occasions for fittings. They are made in two days flat and she looks stunning in the grey pencil dress she's had made. We think that she's lost 2.5stone to date, is probably now a size 10 and hasn't got much more to lose so she's gone for the fitted look. The very fitted look. Hoi An is the perfect place to rest, shop and eat and we happily up our budget by $5 per day and live very well.



There's international cuisine and a patisserie/bakery (Cargo Club) which serves cakes and pies that are to die for. Not a lot of (read “no”) sightseeing done at all as we were here in 2006 and did it all then. As a UNESCO World Heritage site we figured nothing would have changed. Shame on us!

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 5868


Day 191: Hoi An to Chau O

We leave Hoi An early (ish), stopping at the patisserie for take away sandwiches for lunch then a stop at a jewelery store so Kate can buy a silver ring shes had her eye on, then stopping at the tailors to bid farewell to our tailor (Lang).

After a three day rest we find we are cycling quite fast again today and make good progress along the 1A highway, that is despite some motorcyclists. Pako, the Spanish cyclist we met, had warned us about these mad motorcyclists and today we met them, pulling in front of us so we have to stop or riding really slow for us to overtake then speeding up. We also have some school kids try chasing us on their bikes, they peddle like crazy and when they are nearly with us we change gear and leave them trailing. We arrive in Chau O at 99km and find a hotel and book in, we are disappointed to find that their WIFI does not work and therefore head out to use the local internet cafe and have our dinner which consisted of a plate of steamed rice with cabbage, pork and prawns for under a dollar each, all washed down with some Saigon beer.

Kilometers: 99

Total Kilometers: 5967


Day 192: Chao O to Quang Ngai via Son My (site of My Lai massacre), and reaching 6000kms!

We rise early as we plan to reach the village of Son My at midday and spend some time looking round the museum and site of the horrific My Lai massacre led by US Forces in the Vietnam War which resulted in the deaths of 504 Vietnamese villagers on 16th March 1968. The museum was very informative and the site has the original foundations of the houses that were razed to the ground by the soldiers together with the mass graves that the villagers were buried in. Tributes were paid to three US officers who eventually managed to stop their comrades and savea number of people from certain death. Just sitting at the site was very strange, knowing that this is where something terrible had happened, imagining what those people had gone through in the last moments of their lives, watching their loved ones being raped and murdered and helplessly awaiting their own fate. It would appear that US Army veterans are now able to visit the site and many have done so, leaving messages of condolence to the families of those killed and questioning the actions of their fellow officers.





Today we also reached our target of 6000km, unfortunately this came just a couple of km's from the My Lai site and wasn't quite the joyous occasion that it would have been elsewhere.



Kilometers: 44

Total Kilometers:6011


Day 193: Quang Ngai to Bong Son

At our penultimate pit stop for liquid refreshment, we stop at a remote family-run roadside cafe. There are four generations of family here and having visiting Son My yesterday I am sitting with them and wondering what they were doing on that fateful morning, now over 40 years ago. The grandparents will surely remember that terrible day and I consider getting the map out and pointing to Son My, but I don't. Firstly, I can't speak Vietnamese and any form of discussion regarding the atrocity would warrant this. Secondly, I really don't want to bring back bad memories or upset them in any way so I leave it alone. During our break, the grandmother asks (through mime and touching) whether Lee and I are married (in mime, it's the bringing of two bent thumbs together). I confirm that Lee Lee and I are indeed married and have been together for 10 years. The grandmother then turns to her granddaughter and they have a little discussion between themselves and it's clear from their body language and resigned looks that the granddaughter was hoping to bag herself a western fella! Too late sister, he's taken!


Kilometers: 95

Total Kilometers: 6106



Day 194: Bong Son to Quy Nhon

We decide to cycle for a few km's before stopping for brekkie and we come across a crowded pit stop by which stood a small family cafe. We were being waved in by the restaurant staff from the really busy place but decided instead to frequent the family run business, which was a great move. The family were genuinely excited to see us coming to them and they were extremely hospitable, giving us fruit and crackers on top of the Mi Xao Bo that we had ordered, stressing that there was no charge for the extras. We wanted to leave some more money for them but got the feeling that they would have been offended so we took a photo of the family and promised to send it to them on our return to England.



We reach Binh Dinh in good time and decide to carry on further to the coast city of Quy Nhon as we will take tomorrow as a rest day and a day by the beach would be nice. We arrive at Quy Nhon about 4:30pm and after cycling aimlessly around the city centre we manage to ask someone to show us where the hotels were. Following a lad on his motorbike he takes us to the beach area where we are greeted with a lovely beach and sea. We stop at a couple of hotels, both unfortunately outside of our budget so we carry on and find a Kiwi run restaurant with a hotel next door. We have a look at the rooms and all is well until we find out that the WIFI does not work so we are forced to move on – no doubt we will return for some grub. We settle at a hotel further down the road and have a simple com binh danh “peoples meal” for $1 each. We have an early night and look forward to hitting the beach tomorrow.

Kilometers: 97

Total Kilometers: 6203


Day 195: Quy Nhon (Rest Day)

Just our bloody luck – we wake up to miserable incessant rain, every time we get to have a rest at the beach it rains. Instead we take a walk up to the Kiwi cafe for some brunch and end up staying for several hours reading books and drinking tea. The weather fails to dry up and we take a taxi back to the hotel facing up to a day of riding in the rain tomorrow. When we get to the hotel Kate's knee is hurting as we go up the stairs, this is one of the reasons we stop of for a rest in the first place. A good nights sleep and it will be right as ….....

Kilometers: 0
Total Kilometers: 6203

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Luishi to Beijing to Dongxing (and the Vietnam Border)

Day 162: Luishi to Beijing

We head for a town called Fangshan today which is a borough if Beijing – we're nearly there and the sense of excitement is palpable. Kate can barely keep her arse on her seat and intermittently lets out little yelps of excitement – poor Seth must think she's crazy. The ride has one or two steep-ish ascents for us to conquer but overall the rest of the terrain is flat as a pancake and we make good time to Fangshan. Once there, at 3.30pm, we spot the local Giant bike shop and decide that it would make sense to have our bikes fixed overnight here (new chains and gear cassettes). That was the plan until we found we could not find any hotels that were either willing to take foreigners or had rooms available. The plan quickly changed into getting our bikes fixed asap in Fangshan, get some scran and then cycle the remaining 50 – 60 km to Tian'anmen Square.

We cycle another 60+ km to get to the there, with Kate squeaking nearly all the way and it's 8:30pm (and dark) when we finally arrive at Tian'anmen Square with 127km on the clock. It's all lit up and looks imposing, but unfortunately it closes to the public at 7.30pm and despite our nature of arrival, with explanations from Seth to the security forces guarding it, we are not allowed in. We did take some pictures but later when looking at them, they were quite blurred and not to Kate's usual standards – Seth did take some and we will put them on the blog when he sends us them.





Kilometers: 127

Total Kilometers: 4546


Day 163 to 167: Beijing

The first day was spent with Seth and his friend Chun – Seth treated us to a delicious roast duck lunch at a very plush hotel and as we walked it off, we came across a tattoo artist's studio. We went in, and voila:




We decided to have this tattoo, “ni li” (pronounced phonetically Nigh Lee) mid way to Beijing. They are the Chinese characters for the word “endurance”; the ability to physically exert oneself over a lengthy period of time. Quite fitting.

Unfortunately, Seth had to leave that evening to return to work and took a taxi to the station for his unbelievably long 29hr train journey (ouch) back to Schenzen. After waving him off, we suddenly felt a little exposed – we're alone again. This feeling doesn't last too long, however, and before you know it, we've planned and booked our day trips out, conquered the subway system (pretty easy actually)



but remain stumped when it comes to Subway sandwich stores locations. All in all, we visited nearly all of the major sights, including the Olympic Park, the Ancient Observatory, the Great Wall (WOW!) and Tian'anmen Square (by day). Laughably, we were forbidden from the Forbidden City when we tried to enter as it was closed for rehearsals for the upcoming 60th anniversary of the Cultural Revolution and the start of the annual week-long National Holidays beginning on 1st October.


























Day 168: Beijing to Nanning (via train)

Our last day in Beijing and we're very sad to leave, although we've spent way over our budget on both getting and being here. This has been the best city we've been in since the start of our trip, although Xi-an is a very close second. We make our way to the station with plenty of time to spare and grab a spec on the floor to wait for our departure. When we're let through, we decide to wait for the massive surge (many people in China are still unable to grasp the basic concept of queuing). When we finally get to our carriage, we're dismayed to find the headroom is tiny on our top bunks, but at least Kate can lay stretched out fully. We have some dinner (cold hamburgers, lovely) and at lights out at 10pm we sleep.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4546


Day 169: Still Beijing to Nanning (via train)

And sleep and sleep and sleep – well Kate does anyway. She got up at 12pm for lunch and then went back to bed till 5pm when she rose for dinner. The journey actually goes quite quickly thanks to the music and books we have and at 12.10am, 29 hours since getting on the train, we finally disembark. We have to find a hotel in the midst of being hounded by taxi drivers and hotel touts. Not quite what you need after a mammoth journey – these people must by quite brave. We hold our ground, refusing all offers on the table and head for the nearest hotel we can see.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4546


Day 170: Nanning

Our babies are fine – we collected them from the unfriendliest cargo workers in the world this morning and Lee Lee's miffed to find he has a flat back tyre. I'm just happy that they're here in one piece. Sadly, we leave Nanning tomorrow for our final three cycling days in this amazing country.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4546


Day 171: Nanning to Dasi

The plan for today was a very early start about 7am in an attempt to get as close as possible to Fangcheng, if not the city itself (137km away). Good plan until morning came and we finally got out of bed at TEN am. It then took us till mid-day to get breakfast and escape the city. Unfortunately, at one confusing crossroads, we headed in the wrong direction which meant a 10km round trip for absolutely diddly squat – very annoying when that happens. Anyway, we finally managed to get on the right road with a little help from a friendly Chinese lady. Lee Lee found the first 20km very hard going, but said it got easier as the day went on and by 3pm, with 60km under our belt, we were breezing along with lush scenery and a good road under our wheels. Dasi was uninspiring, but much larger than we expected. We had a delicious evening meal of beef in oyster sauce with the EFG.

Kilometers: 96

Total Kilometers: 4642


Day 172: Dasi to Fancheng

A pretty easy ride to Fancheng today, weather is getting hotter the further south we go and we're running out of sun-block. Not much to report other than having a drama with the first hotel we checked into – said it had internet but it didn't so we moved (after being reimbursed) to the plusher Southern City Hotel a little further down the road. For dinner we had the best plate of beef noodles in China to date; it's a shame we're leaving really. It's getting very near the end of our China stint and Kate (who's loved just about every minute of it here) is getting apprehensive about Vietnam. I might have to drag her across the border...

Kilometers: 51

Total Kilometers: 4693


Day 173: Fancheng to Dongxing

The one thing that I was looking forward to seeing again (the sea) was marred by a ridiculous argument between Lee Lee and I today, the subject being - when did we last actually see the sea? It petered out (the tiff, not the sea) of course, and we were on speaking terms again shortly afterwards. With regards to the cycle ride, the coast road we'd chosen was not the flattest we've traversed – does this mean that Vietnam's coast won't be also? – we need a rest! Dongxing was very built up, as you'd expect from a border place and we splashed out on a four star hotel (still only £15.80) for the night, trying to get rid of the leftover RMB/Yuan we have. Apparently it's dead money out of the country (ahem).

Kilometers: 54

Total Kilometers: 4747

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Gucheng to Luishi

Day 136: Gucheng to Wudang Shan

Breakfast was included in last night's room price – we turn up bleary eyed expecting the usual range of spicy noodles and largely inedible fodder but we are pleasantly surprised to find doughnuts on offer, as well as hard boiled eggs. I don't know exactly how many eggs I consumed, but suffice to say that they repeated on me for most of the morning. The ride to Gucheng was long and difficult, with a return to mountainous terrain, but the climbs weren't that arduous compared to what we've already encountered and we were pleased to return to beautiful scenery. The main problem today was not knowing how far Wudang Shan is from Gucheng – people we asked gave different amounts and upon finally entering the town at 79km, we were pestered by touts the whole length of our journey down the main strip. Digs found for Y100 (including internet access) – the staff are very friendly, albeit crap at maths – they initially offered 80% off (I calculated this at Y34.50) but it turned out that they were offering the room at 80% of the price. Still, the room is good value; clean, newly decorated and has an attached bathroom, unlike the others we viewed. The supermarket has a large stock of Snickers bars which I will endeavour to clear by the end of our stay. Our alarm is set for 6.00am in preparation for tomorrow's climb up Wudang Shan; this is the first of three sights that we have travelled to China to see and we can't wait!

Kilometers: 79

Total Kilometers: 3940


Day 137: Climbing Wudang Shan

We finally rouse at 6.40am and make it to the entrance gates for 7.30am. The ticket price is high: Y360 (£36) for our entrance and we clamber aboard the shuttle bus to the base of the mountain. We don't see much on the way there due to the mist that has enveloped the range overnight – hopefully it will clear by midday. We get off with everybody else at the final stop and follow the crowd to.......the cable car entrance. People are soooo lazy. We finally get to speak to someone who speaks a little English to ask about the walking route and we're pointed towards a small stone path which looks pretty vertical from our view. We're also told that when the road forks, always take the path to the right. We start climbing the rocks that have been laid as stairs




we expected that there would be proper steps and more people considering this site's recognition as a UNESCO World Heritage Site but maybe we're early and the proper crowds have not yet come. Two hours later, we're absolutely drenching wet. The mist has not cleared, there are spiders and webs everywhere and we have only seen one person on our way up and he was carrying bundles of paper napkins. To top it off, we have not seen one single temple on the way and our guide book says we should have. However, we continually hear voices not far away from us so we're sure we're headed in the right direction and when we finally near the summit, we realise that the voices were coming from the lazy sods in the cable cars just feet above our heads that were kept invisible by the mist. The climb is absolutely worth it; the temples up here are amazing. The mist fails to clear, giving a range of 30m visibility but it adds to the atmosphere of the whole place – it feels like we're on the set of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and we almost expect warriors to appear from the treetops. It's rather mystical and very, very beautiful. We pay the extra Y20 each to enter the Forbidden City and we have a 2hr rest looking around the many temples on view. We also find the proper stone steps we should have walked up and decide to go down this way to see the temples we missed on the way. It would appear that we took the rather long and dangerous route to the top.










The way down is difficult – 4km of stairs and we still can't see any views. The temples are lovely, but we miss a few because we're just so knackered. We've calculated that we've walked/climbed over 25km today and we're beat. We head to the exit and the walk back to the hotel is very painful.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 3940

Day 138: Wudang Shan (rest day)

Ooooh, we're not good today – our calves, thighs and bums are so painful it's actually quite funny. Watching Lee Lee trying to walk has me in stitches. I prefer to stay in bed, finally rousing at 3pm and its then Lee Lee's turn to howl as I attempt the short walk to the bathroom. I've never felt pain like it and we're bemused; we've cycled 3940km to get here – how can our muscles be so painful? It doesn't get any better during the day. The four flights of stairs and half a kilometre walk we have to traverse to get some food takes about an hour. We walk like a pair of 90 year olds and hope that we're feeling better tomorrow.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 3940


Day 139: Wudang Shan (an unexpected rest day)

Not so. We're still in as much pain as yesterday – we're going nowhere today.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 3940


Day 140: Wudang Shan (another unexpected rest day)

Still in quite a lot of pain today, although we have got our walking speed down to that of 70 year olds. It's very painful to walk down the stairs or even lie on our sides and we don't even consider cycling today. The hotel staff are bemused at our condition; “are you sure you've cycled this distance?” they inquire....

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 3940


Day 141: Wudang Shan (Another unexpected rest day)

Feeling less sore today, we start talking about actually leaving this place which is just as well cos we've cleared out the local supermarket of strawberry yoghurt. Kate never did empty the shelves of Snickers bars, although she did give it a good go; sometimes eating two per day. We feel that if we are able to get the bikes down the stairs in the morning then we will go to Shiyan (40km away) and see what our muscles are like. Cue another day of internet surfing; we managed to download the new(ish) film Rendition in a record 4hrs. Having watched it, we decide to re-subscribe to Amnesty International immediately on our return to the UK, this time playing an active role.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 3940



Day 142: Wudang Shan to Yun Xian (and reaching the 4000km mark!)

Woohoo! 4000km! A total and utter vindication considering we've spoken to quite a few of you back home over the past week whilst we've been resting and been informed that the general consensus was we'd quit after 6 weeks. 6 WEEKS!!!!!!






Our calves were still a little tender today, but we decide to press on with our plans to get back on the bikes. We stop at 10km for water refreshment and are worried that our legs feel quite sore after just this small distance. However, as the day progresses we find that our muscles loosen and by the time we reach Shiyan we figure we could do an extra 30km to Yun Xian. At 3.00pm we hit the big 4000km and take the obligatory photo accompanied by a lot of whooping which brings a little old lady out of her house to see what the hoohaa is about. We can't converse but she gets that we're happy! Thankfully it's also back to wonderful scenery, although we do have to traverse a couple of massive hills to see it.

Kilometers: 76

Total Kilometers: 4016


Day 143: Yun Xian to 10km after Tan Shan

Up for debate for most of last night was whether we should head the longer way to Xi-an which looks less hilly on the map, or go the shorter but very, very hilly route (the difference is a whopping 70km but would take the same amount of cycling days). We finally decided on the longer route after taking into consideration our still tender calve muscles and the distant nightmare that is Wangmo. We are out of the hotel for 10am but don't actually get out of Yun Xian until 11.30am after a delicious breakfast of fried noodles with pork and a wrong turn out of the city. It's not long before that distant nightmare reoccurs – three hours later we finally get our downhill. To be fair, the mountains weren't as lengthy as Wangmo, but they were a lot steeper and I'm in 1.1 from the start of them. After an exhilarating 12km descent we're faced with another mammoth climb. The 68km journey took us 7hrs to complete. We end up in the middle of nowhere and crash out at a hotel/restaurant somewhere very close to the Henan border. The scenery again was magnificent – it made the climbs all worth it. At the first of our water stops we decided that the man and woman already sitting outside the shop were gossiping – they lowered their voices many a time during their conversation apparently failing to consider that we couldn't understand a single word they were saying anyway. After they'd finished they made us drink some vile alcoholic cider drink. A whole cup full of this stuff would have sent us over the edge. Literally!

Oh, and we had our first Chinese dog chase us today – a big Alsatian raced after us, barking and snarling viciously for about 50 metres. It was horrible and we shouted at it to go away but apparently it didn't understand English.

Kilometers: 68

Total Kilometers: 4084


Day 144: 10km after Tan Shan to Xiping

Not the most pleasant of cycling days today – the weather turned nasty just after we left last nights hotel and persisted for most of the day – we were drenched within minutes. The restaurant we stopped at for breakfast offered us a room for free as they looked alarmingly at the sky and indicated it would be raining for a while. Very sweet but we have a tight schedule to follow and we declined their offer, much to their disappointment (they were taking pictures and videos of us the whole time we were there). We had another photo shoot halfway though today's journey in a little village – three young fellas bribed us with apple milk (gross). They seemed absolutely excited to see us and after the shoot they left, only to return 10 minutes later to give us a great big bag of monkey nuts.

The cycling shirts we bought meant we dried out pretty quickly when the rain ceased although there was one last heavy downpour as we neared Xiping. Again the scenery was just breathtaking – we cycled for about 50km alongside a river which was beautiful but again we had a dreaded chasing-dog battle which thankfully we won. A hotel in Xiping found us quite quickly – a giggling little old lady took us to the room and we agreed a price (Y50). We headed out to the local supermarket to find me a snickers bar but were unsuccessful. Great dinner tonight of beef and potato braised in soy sauce with steamed rice – though it would have been better if the bloke on the next table didn't stare at us for the entire meal.

Kilometers: 70

Total Kilometers: 4154






Day 145: Xiping to Xian

With the morning starting off with a little light rain we said our goodbyes to the lady at the hotel and left for breakfast further down the road. When we were having our breakfast (EFR) it started raining heavier and heavier and heavier so we admitted defeat and decided that we would catch a bus to Xi-an. Thanks to the owners of the restaurant we managed to flag a bus down and put our bikes in the storage hold. However, when the bus pulls away we're asked for Y300 for the journey! Y300 is far far too much, considering the chef's wife said it would be about Y80 each. After a little discussion and Kate's negotiating skills we paid Y200 (£4 extra for the bikes) and everyone seemed happy. We're very very happy to get off the bus at the end of the 5hr ride cos the woman in front of us has been chucking up since the moment she got on. We're dropped off inside Xi-an's city walls – they stand 12 metres high and stretch for 16km around the city. They are an imposing sight, more so when we learn that they used to enclose an area five times as big when they were initially built. Xi-ans' streets work on a grid system so it was pretty easy to find the hostel when I finally realised that the expected numbered streets were in Pingyin. Doh! We settle into the Seven Sages Youth Hostel is charming – set in an original courtyard with circular entrances to different parts of the buildings. We rang them on the bus to tell them we were coming earlier; they said they had a room but when we arrived, we were informed that we would have to kip in a dorm the following night due to a mix-up; we're 34 and 32 yrs respectively, married and we don't do dorms. At least not without quietly grumbling about it to ourselves. Tomorrow night will be interesting.

Kilometers: 6

Total Kilometers: 4160

Day 146-153: Xi-an

Sunday: we stayed at the hostel for most of the day as we have to stay in the dorms tonight and therefore have had to quit our double room at midday. The whole day is spent guarding our gear but our fears turned out to be unwarranted as the hostel appears to be safe as the proverbial and most people appear to be leaving their backpacks all over the place. Kate finally manages to get her paws on a book; she has not read since Wuhan.

Monday: we transfer back to a double room which is lovely - finally able to leave our stuff unguarded without having a coronary thinking it's gonna be nicked, and head off to find the local PSB which is actually 8km away from where the Lonely Planet 'Guide' says it is. We finally find the Bureau and apply for our second and final 30-day visa extension which we are told will be ready to pick up on Friday. The second task of the day is to find the local Giant bike shop to get our bikes serviced (over 1500km since the last one). However after some confusing exchanges with the proprieters it turns out that they do not have the tools or skills to service the bikes (?!) and so we set off in search of another bike shop that will. We happen upon a university student from Kazakhstan whose bike is also in need of repair and we follow him; he speaks Chinese and manages to get the shopkeeper to give us a good price on fitting new brake blocks to replace the worn ones we have at present – but still a no go on the clean and service they so desperately need so we admit defeat and decide that we'll have to do them ourselves. Well, Lee Lee will. Back at the hostel we meet Mark, a fella from Leeds who is on a 5 week excursion and has travelled to China via Scandinavia and Mongolia (lucky bugger) and at this stage of his trip he is traveling alone. We mention our anticipation of going to see the Terracotta Army (TA) tomorrow and we decide we'll all travel there together; safety in numbers and whathaveyou. Truth be told we're going to get the public bus there tomorrow and each of us will be glad to have support.

Tuesday: We meet Mark for breakfast and head off to the train station to find bus 306 to take us to the TA, Y7 each and off we go. We take the Lonely Planet Guide's advice to see the pits in reverse order and WOW - the attraction is worth the 4200km of cycling alone. After 5 hours of viewing this incredible site, we are left absolutely gobsmacked at the time and dedication it muct have taken to produce so may warriors; no two with identical features. The biggest pit, holding over 2000 statues, all standing over 6ft tall is breathtaking.





When we get back to the hostel at 5pm we find an email awaiting us from Seth stating that he would be arriving in Xi-an by train at 4pm today. Kate waits excitedly outside the hostel for a couple of hours but by 7pm he's still nowhere to be seen so we reluctantly head out for a well deserved Indian meal which was gorgeous – onion bahjies, beef samosas, naan bread, chicken tikka masala, chicken vindaloo and to top it all off, a cold BEER. As we leave the restaurant we pass a bike shop and the owner tells us that they can do services - we tell him to expect us tomorrow. We take a walk through the park to the Big Goose Pagoda and Mark takes some amazing photos which Kate is insanely jealous of as we stupidly forgot to bring our camera. We will have to return tomorrow. Back at the hostel we meet with Seth, who arrived 15 minutes after we left. Typical.

Wednesday: today we meet Nick who by all accounts is a nutter on a bike – cycling through leech filled rivers and forests on his own, being chased by packs of wild dogs whilst on a night time pursuit. He sold his bike in Korea but will be buying another as he wants to traverse the middle east next. With our babies delivered to the bike shop we relax for the rest of the day before returning to the Pagoda in the evening to watch a water fountain display (awesome), take some fabulous pictures and pick up the bikes. Mark is teaching Kate how to use the camera functions properly and there are some stunning photos; many more to come I hope.

Thursday: today we venture to the Tomb of Emperor Jingdi which comes recommended as the most underrated sight in Xi-an.



However, the Lonely Planet 'Guide' tells us will cost Y200 in a taxi as there is no public transport to the site. However, it only costs us about Y20 and a couple of hours using.....yes, public transport. For anyone interested out there, you can take bus 600 (heading north) from the Bell Tower, pass through the North gates and after 5km, alight and take the Tourist bus 4 for about 15km – you then have to get on the another Tourist bus 4 to the museum but the bus conductors are helpful. After another interesting day seeing the sights around Xi-an, we return to the bike shop on a very crowded and long bus journey. Brake and gear cables have now been changed – we decided to leave them there last night so they could do this work. The cables had become pretty rusty. On the now dazzling bikes we return to the hostel via Subway for a foot long Italian BMT (it's only the third Subway since we got here).




Friday: we meet Seth and Mark for breakfast before walking Mark to the airport bus and bid him a fond farewell, then we head off to collect our visas – only they were not ready. Kate told them that we were leaving tomorrow and that we needed them today so we were advised to return at 4pm. Seth took us for lunch at a near by cafe before returning to collect them – but still they were not ready. Finally, at 4.30pm, with people locking doors around us they are ready, the only problem is, they've only given us until the 25th September to stay in China, 5 days less than expected (and what we've paid for). We try to point this out but it's nearing 5pm on a Friday and we concede defeat. Back to the drawing board for a new route to Beijing.

Saturday: today we sadly leave Xi-an by bus to Pingyao which will enable us to ride the required distance left to Beijing in the given time frame. It's quite disappointing really – we hoped that we'd have 6000km under our belt but it would appear that we'll only get 4800km. Nevermind – we'll make up for it in Vietnam (we've just found out that we'll have to do 1700km in 30 days).

Kilometers: 0 (plenty of km's cycled around Xi-an, but not included in total)

Total Kilometers: 4160


Day 154: Pingyao

We wake up to a miserable morning and it rains all day long. Like Peter Kay says, it's the fine stuff that soaks you through... To top off, it's a freezing 16C (we've been sweltering for 5 months), Kate has caught my cold and she's even more miserable than the weather. We venture outside for a walk; Pingyao is beautiful – an ancient walled city – but very touristy; we get asked to look at tat the whole way.



Back to the hostel for some more sleep, reading and internet surfing for the remainder of the day. We aim to start cycling again tomorrow but the forecast isn't good.........

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4160


Day 155: Pingyao (unexpected rest day)

It's still raining heavily and extremely cold– there's no way we can cycle today. Another day spent in the hostel – we don't even venture outside apart from a dash across the street to stock up on juice. Kate is still poorly and coughing, she's sure the staff think she has swine flu. We plan again to leave tomorrow – the proprietor says the rain is due to stop tonight.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4160


Day 156: Pingyao (unexpected rest day)

The proprietor was mistaken – it's still weeing it down and it's still very cold. Kate continues to suffer from her cold and we decide that we can't stick around any longer. The forecast says it'll be cold and raining for the foreseeable future. We head down to the train station to book tickets to take us to Shijiazhuang tomorrow evening and put our bikes in for transport there and then.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4160


Day 157: Pingyao to Shijiazhuang (by train)

Another miserable day in Pinyao; although it ceases to rain in the afternoon, it's still unusually cold and Kate is still ill. We catch the train to Shijiazhuang at 6.30pm and arrive at 10.30pm. We have a few difficulties in locating a hotel – one won't take foreigners (meanies) and the others are full. Thanks to Seth and his mobile phone we secure rooms at a well known hotel chain and finally check in at midnight.

Kilometers: 0

Total Kilometers: 4160



Day 158: Shijiazhuang to Xingtang

We're so glad to be on our bikes again and looking forward to see how Seth fares on the first day of his first cycle tour!



The weather is gorgeous and after a slow start – getting out of a large city is always time-consuming – we find that the road is very flat which enables us to maintain a good speed. However, halfway into the journey, the road suddenly turned into a river of muddy water.



After 100 metres though, the muddy water turns into thick mud and before we know it, we're in too far to turn around. The bikes are absolutely filthy in seconds and the chains are grinding; we're a bit miffed cos we this is the first day of cycling since we had them cleaned and serviced in Xi-an. This goes on for three kilometres and when we finally reach the end, we are absolutely caked in mud aswell. I inadvertently misjudged a mud puddle and found my foot sinking a foot deep into thick mud. We later found a gas station that had a hose and managed to wash the big clumps off but they still look filthy.

As the day progresses, we find that travelling with our Chinese companion has it's pro's and con's. Communication is more varied with the locals as Seth is able to interpret for us but on the downside, we find that our direct contact with them diminishes due to this. However, whatever downsides exist, it's really good to experience this; for two months we've muddled our way through China, getting by on the few basic phrases we have learned, our well worn information sheets or miming. It's great to be able to get past the core information we dole out on a regular basis and really have an in-depth conversation. Seth is also tickled to hear what we can't understand, what people say about us when we pass them (mostly about how tall I am) and whilst searching for hotel, he informs us that the whole town now knows of our arrival as it's been passed from house to house whilst we've been eating!

Kilometers: 67

Total Kilometers: 4227


Day 159: Xingtang to Tangxian

A much better day than yesterday, roads mud-less and continue to be of the flat variety. It was raining early morning, but it eventually turned out to be a sunny day. Seth is turning out to be a trooper on the bike, keeping up with us the best he can. However, it later appears that he cycles best when leading the pack, so I relinquish control of pole position and take a breather from being director. Seth also takes great delight in being constantly asked by the locals how much we are paying him to be our guide!




Kilometers: 60

Total Kilometers: 4287


Day 160: Tangxian to Mancheng

Kate takes the opportunity for a lie in this morning, refusing to get out of bed whilst Seth and I hit the hotel breakfast - truth be told Kate missed a pretty good choice of omelette thingies and steamed dumplings. With regards to the days ride, about 20km from Tangxian we pass a sign suggesting that we are 35km from Baoding which is concerning because Mancheng is 15km closer than there and we reach our destination at a poxy 46km. On the plus side, the weather has been great today with the temperature around 26-28 Celsius and plenty of shade from the trees along the way as we're heading north. We have lunch at a local restaurant – Pork with green pepper, EFG. Seth ordered some veggie dish (bose?) which was gorgeous. With time on our side we cycle for a while looking for a good hotel with internet connection and eventually come across a small out of the way place for Y100 that delivers all we need.

Kilometers: 46

Total Kilometers: 4333


Day 161: Mancheng to Luishi

Another bright morning and what turns out to be a pleasant riding day, Seth has now caught up with the pace and is able to stay with us for the best part of the ride. There is plenty of lovely scenery around today however, there are also lots of electricity cables making photography impossible. We head up towards Yi Xian but when we figure out that it may only be 40 -50 km away we decide that it would make much more sense to head on to a town called Luishi, this town takes us on a better road to Beijing according the locals who say that the mountain road is very dangerous and dirty, which makes Seth a little nervous.




Kilometers: 86

Total Kilometers: 4419