Waiting in the train station |
Sunrise next morning came our next episode of the trip. After breakfast at the hotel, which was really more of a normal meal with fried noodles and none of the breakfast foods we are used to, Amy’s father drove us to the nearby train station. I got to talk to him about the unique challenges of learning Chinese and the interesting role Wuhan plays as a Chinese domestic transportation hub (it is fairly well in the middle of China, almost equidistant to places like Shanghai, Xi’an, Guangzhou and Beijing in the East, West, South and North, respectively). The train station was built in attractive Hubei style (the province we were in) and services all kinds of trains, including the slower ones. Consequently, the train station looked like what you would expect a Chinese train station on holiday seasons to look like: packed with Chinese people. Unlike Nanjing, I did not see any other white people in the sea of black hair. Waiting for the train, I enjoyed a bowl of a traditional Wuhan breakfast food, “Hot Dry Noodles”. They taste like what they are called. I can believe Amy when she said that a lot of people hate them at first, before they love them.
Before long, we were on a train to, drumroll please, Guilin, the
legendary karst mountain landscape area of China. We settled into our small
soft sleeper train compartment. It felt like traveling in an age where trains
were the main mode of transportation, and it made us feel like real
adventurers. Before we knew it, the train took off.
Wuhan - Guilin
Train: K315
Departure: 9:16
Arrival: 23:08
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The journey was long, as was expected. We had two roommates at the
beginning, one fast asleep (he only woke up once to ask me if there was a limit
on how many kids one could have in America) and another grumpy gentleman who, I
believe I heard him say on the phone, had been on the train since the night
before and was not due to arrive until the next morning. We were joined by two
more gentlemen, who brought cards to play with our grumpy friend. One of them
sat down on the bed Jenn was laying on and the playing began.

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The countryside was pretty. It became clear to us that living in a
country like the US, or Germany, is a privilege and that China, for the most
part, is much less developed. We saw chickens chasing each other, fields with
scarecrows, oxen pulled carts and many people working in rice fields. The
towns looked quaint, but also old and run down.
The rest of the journey went by quite eventless. After falling asleep for a little bit, a lady rudely awakened us (not really, but I was sleeping so that was my feeling) and told us that our stop was coming up. About half an hour later, it did.
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And that’s it for now. The room is good. We will have a great time.
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