Yujiacun stone village

24.04.2015

The next day we went our separate ways. Madelleine and Laura wanted to get closer to Beijing, so they went to Baoding, a bland city (I think) because I had no information about it. So, I went to Yujiacun, a small village entirely constructed of stones, for real. There was even a wonky one built by a guy that wanted to see Beijing from there. Today, Beijing is two hours away by express train. Must've been a crazy dream 500 years ago, when the house was built.

I had some noodles for lunch again but they were the most ridiculously salty things I'd ever had in my life. I guess when you're the only noodle show in town, you can afford to do that.

From there, I tried to get a bus home, and I would've been just in time for one of them, but these retards waved it away. They had their own tour bus back, so they didn't need the public bus. Who cares about the Canadian sitting here waiting right? I had to wait another hour for the next one, eventually a group of funny ladies sat down next to me and gave me some sunflower seeds and dates. Together we waited a long time.

We took the bus back when it finally came, I fell asleep and when I woke up they were gone. I took another bus back to Shijiazhuang, then another to the train station, which is new and not on my map. The next train to Jiaozuo was at 1:30 a.m. I reluctantly took it, even though there were no seats.

I found a little alley to eat weird things in, and then a bunch of people tried to talk tome as I wrote and tried to kill time by drinking a lot of beer and eating a lot of duck blood by accident.

On the bus to Yujiacun