No train mishaps this time - we have a brisk train ride to West Lake, followed by noodles for lunch at a famous noodle restaurant where a famous poet once at there three meals a day for however long. I wasn't really listening.
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| Too busy taking photos of my food. |
West lake itself was rather nice. Quite frankly it is the cleanest place I've been in china.
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| By clean I mean the ground is made of dicks. |
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| Dicks. Dicks everywhere. It's just me isn't it. |
As the daylight wanes in a spectacular sunset over a pagoda, we wander off for dinner. Supercar stores line the roadside along the lake - this is a very wealthy area. We end the day with dinner at a restaurant called Grandma's Kitchen. It's a 45 minute wait to get a table and they don't take bookings. The wait in the cold is worth it because the food is amazing and only cost about 30 kuai each.
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