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Last weekend we journeyed to SANYA, tourist hotspot for both Chinese
and Russians, apparently. It was strange to visit a place with perhaps
more Russian than English and even stranger to hear Chinese vendors
speak to you in Russian. As for the Russians themselves, they are always
paying the asking price or guilt-tripping you for only knowing one
language.

Anyway, this is how we got there.

The sleeper bus is aptly named because there is little to do in a coffin-
sized space except sleep. It's either sleep or holler at your neighbor in
Cantonese. An unanticipated 25 hours later (Travel Scrabble and
Doxylamine Succinate to the rescue!) we arrived in glorious, glorious
Sanya.

This is our hostel. Hostels are interesting places because you never know
who you may meet there, or rather, you never know who will be asleep
in their underwear in the other bunk when you wake up. We met people
at the Blue Sky from Switzerland, Australia, China, Holland, America,
and Russia!

It was a lovely vacation. We did some serious beach time... yes, that's
me on the far right.

And some shopping...

Rambutans are in season, folks!

...and made some new friends.

Me and my reptilian lover. Watch out for those crocodiles, they'll drape
themselves all over you given the chance. (He's a player!)

All in all it was great and I am still finding sand in my hair. More to come
on the surfing mis?adventures of a traveling Kate.

Love you!
凯曦