China 2004

Five miles meandering with a mazy motion,
through wood and dale the sacred river ran.
Then reach'd the caverns measureless to man,
and sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean.

Sun, 25 Jul 2004

Oops

The day after I tell John and Dwight that the Spanish don’t travel, I help a couple Spaniards find the USB port on a hostel computer.

Uncle Ted arrives today. We’re going to meet at the Haoyuan Hotel, just east of Wangfujing.

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