I killed my legs

17.08.2015

August 18 Doreen took me to breakfast at her office cafeteria and even gave me lunch in a little container to take with me. Aw. She also gave me a huge bag of fruit. By the end of the day I had devoured all of it! After breakfast she helped me buy a ticket to San Quin mountain. There was wifi on the bus even! I thought I would hike the mountain instead of taking the cable car but the woman shook her head when I tried to only give her money for entrance to the park and not for the cable car. So I bought a one way ticket and decided to walk down. I'm still not sure whether that was a good idea or not. The cable car up was a no brainer, it would've been at least a two day adventure if I had hiked up the mountain. This park was a pretty awesome choice. It reminded me of zhangjiajje but a lot less crowded and there were more stairs. I ambled around the platforms in the mist admiring the enormous granite formations everywhere. Some of them had names like jade rabbit and fairy's finger etc. I met a nice couple that showed me the way when I almost went really wrong. It was expensive, but it was nice and cool at the top, kind of worth it to leave the sticky sauna of the city. Then I began the descent. It started out ok but soon the stairs were literally crumbling under my feet. I had started to wish I had worn shoes instead of sandals. Every so often some porters would pass me on their way up with two tanks of propane or gasoline on their backs. I guess they can't bring those up on the cable car. I couldn't imagine trying to take those all the way up, I was suffering just going down on my own with just my water and wallet with me. I passed a family going down, also having a tough time, but I felt good about leaving them behind me, because if I broke my ankle I knew I could just wait for them and they would help. After about two hours of brutal ankle torture, I was finally at the bus in time for the 4 pm departure. But Nope he wasn't leaving, I guess there weren't enough people on the bus for that. Forget the schedule! Oh China.

Doreen had a party to go to, so she arranged for one of her friends to pick me up and bring me to her house. It has a fingerprint scanner so I couldn't just let myself in.

My legs were so sore I stretched and stretched all night, washed some clothes and took a shower. I went to bed early, with my feet elevated because I was afraid of tendinitis from abusing my poor ankles.

I woke up to a bunch of drunk people entering the house. I heard someone puke and then I heard everyone leave. Doreen sounded like she was sick. How did they get so drunk it was only 9 pm!

I just pretended to be asleep, in the morning I thought I'd leave before she woke up.

Cable car ride