Dear readers, beloved readers, a Niha heard by your correspondent from China.
The last post he had seen his birth from the bucolic and rural Shanghai (the tone of beats and 'far MOOLTO ironic, in the early hours' calm traffic would dwarf the Shanghai Italic cousin that lives in the Turin ring road during rush hours tip). Even now we are (no, not yet a prey a crisis of omnipotence and do not think I'm one and three, but here at my side there is' always the brave Fukyo) writing from that of Shanghai. Do not think that all this time we will be left with its hands in panciolle, unlikely to forget the company entrusted by the wise men of Big House. On the contrary, our journey has made a forced stages: after putting fire to Shanghai we loose as bloodthirsty predators prey on other sloth, which have not been able to resist our devastating fury. Before and 'touched in Suzhou yield under the attacks of your passengers. This was a nice small town (has only a little more 'than six million inhabitants), covered with canals and gardens this time is' \u200b\u200bpastoral and rural. Two aspects of this goal hit the mighty: humidity '(after two days of washing the underwear of presenting themselves as though they were just streaming out of the tub) and the prices of pubs (where we found a few lochi quench our insatiable hungry, all with thousands of waiters, faux leather chairs in real-yet-coated plastic, tables in real-won gold, also covered in plastic to make pendant and chairs, and accounts very salty). Razed the village with its restaurants out from the nightmares of some Chinese pimp we concentrated our wrath on devastating Hangzhou. The curious reader can 'and then ask "what ever will have' pushed our heroes to go up in this exotic place?. "Well, beloved, here promptly served the answer to that Mr Lonely Planet there would be one of the lakes most 'beautiful China (also a view shared also by the sign. Touring). Apart from the lake there 'nothing, worse than Pollenzo in winter fog. But your heroes needed a bit' of rest after so many enterprises, so 'they decided to camp on the lake for a couple of days to prepare for the return Beijing. Poor deluded, they did not know that fate was plotting terrible pitfalls (and sorry the alliteration) behind them. Once on the shore of the lake they found the bad weather waiting for (but nasty, he made good up to now, right now he had to pour?). But other jokes far more 'hump was to play the evil their fate. Who went to the station to search for train tickets to return to Beijing found that in these days we are celebrating some national holiday, so all the Chinese have decided to move. Obviously train. There is no 'more' place on the steps or even in the bathrooms. This is when the mighty are trapped in that of Shanghai. For now we are trying to find a hippy van on e-bay to be able to return to Italy, the alternative would be put in the hands of the triad. If you know of any deals, please let us know.
See you next episode.
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