Dear readers, beloved readers, a hearing by Niha Your correspondent from China.
We left when he was still writing from that of Beijing. You will be pleased to know that now your hero, after a campaign forced stages, has already 'marched on Xi'an (for the dads who do not know the city' where is the infamous Terracotta Army sets {k!}) and and 'camped on the outskirts of Shanghai, ready to put the city on fire' to put the banner of Big House on the top of the skyscraper more 'high. There earthen
to tell you that Italy won the trip had to face. From Beijing to Xi'an
good old Pipa and his traveling companion fide Fukyo (yes', the company promised to be tough, I could not do it alone) traveled train. Not knowing what they were facing the two had bought tickets for the famous bunks "hard sleepers", thinking that nothing could be worse than the Italian railways. Arrived at the station of Beijing began to realize that maybe they had set foot in a nice shit. People camped in ognidove old with huge sacks, on the ground with thousands of families Svang gagnu evil, sinister people who ate soup from the color and smell suspect sadly clear. The two Spaniards realized that the hard sleepers bunks consisted of a corridor as a carriage onto which millemila rows of bunks (located in bunk beds, in stacks of 3). For about two thousand people were no longer available to 2 (giving thanks our Lord and of course both of them blocked), 2 sinks (which, for the obelisk with the bathrooms were also blocked) and a distributor of hot water (that served to fill the mephitic freeze-dried soups eaten by indigenous peoples and, alas, 'even by the two heroes). Immediate reassessment of Trenitalia.
What's more, making it even more 'happy to travel to the two explorers, to materialize here in the bunk beneath them a "nice" bald, a tireless good cognac drinker (Fukyo dixit), who noticed the two western them apostrophe 'so', saying "hello! I'm a tourist from Slovakkia crazy! I travel alone all world! China, America, Canada, Dubhai." In short this was the massage the national team (unspecified) and it was getting Slovak Vacation in China. And like all single travelers try 'to attach a piece infinite. At the station of the Xi'an warriors had Italic away by dint of blows.
Upon awakening in Xi'an, not exactly fresh and rested, waiting for another company's fearless Piedmont buy tickets for subsequent transfer to Shanghai. I know you readers will be able to 'look like a little thing to make up the tickets at a railway station, but keep in mind the place where we spend our history, perhaps you can guess how it vexed the two travelers. But now the intrepid
Fukyo the boarding party to an infinite row Chinese, and scream "ekkecazzo" earns the door, shouting to the clerk Chinese phrases in Anglophone incoherent, ungrammatical and totally meaningless and, magically, manages to get the much coveted tickets. Miracle.
Mindful of past experience, the crafty this time it was in possession of frantically screaming "soft sleepers." The result: 4-berth, classical background music, plasma TVs in each bed, soft and fluffy white slippers. The two traveled comfortably up in Shanghai (their portamenete still crying). The trip was almost calm, it was not for the group: a calm and friendly manager of Siemens e. .. its terrible 5 year old, a monster owned by who knows' how many and which Chinese demons ...
Unfortunately the two were not with it '... tavor do not forget the next trip.
See you next episode.
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