A Travellerspoint blog

October 2016

Something strange at the ferry station

After listening to the beforementioned cringeworthy drinking game all night (even through closed windows) I slowly packed up and headed down to the bus station.

On the bus I made friends with my neighbor even though he couldn't understand a word I said. We laughed a lot anyhow.

I was happy to have a bed on the bus home, it made it so much more comfortable.

The ferry ride back was a little crazy. For some reason, my passport didn't work with my ticket and our driver yelled a lot and ran around tryng to fix the problem. I was a little worried I'd get left behind, but he managed to straighten everything out in the end and we made it to the boat on time. My bus boyfriend was waiting for me and was very happy I made it. I say, if he really loved me he would've been waiting inside the ticket office with me during the entire drama ;P

Got a bed bus home ahhh yeah

Got a bed bus home ahhh yeah

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Just the beach

I had had enough sleep by 4 a.m. anyway so I went to see the sunrise and eat some dumplings for breakfast. The only goal of the day was to lounge around on Yalong beach. It was far away and surrounded by four and five star hotels on all sides, making it a little awkward to access. I almost had a meltdown trying to find the street after trying to leave the beach because I became trapped in some sort of crazy person's idea of a peaceful luxury vacation.

Some Argentinians sat down beside me and then a really snobby Italian woman sat on the other side of me. She didn't even introduce herself, she just put her bag down and told me to watch it while she swam. How was I supposed to know she wasn't some crazy terrorist? Also, probably no one wants your stupid ugly bag anyway.

It stated to rain and everyone left at the same time with lame excuses. I had the slight feeling they wanted to ditch me and instead of just saying goodbye, they felt like they had to concoct some sort of elaborate ruse to get rid of me. It was weird.

I should mention the awkward and poorly enforced rules at the beach. Every 50 metres there was a designated swimming area. If you attempted to swim outside of them, someone in a green shirt would blow a whistle and yell at you, sometimes they wouldn't. Whatever, the beach chairs were free and it was the nicest beach around, so I obeyed the silly rules. I believe they were created because of the brisk water sport business being done nearby, and they didn't want to cause any accidents.

At another point, some Chinese lady lost her giant pink floating flamingo. It went floating off into the distance and she was screaming for someone to help her get it back. The Argentinian dove into the stormy waves and tried to catch it but he couldn't. A lifeguard saw him and went out on his jetski to help them both come back.

I guess I should also mention some other rude Americans with identical bikinis and e book readers sat down and completely looked the other way when I said hi. I thought the foreigners here were total snobs and weirdos, I wished I spent a longer time at Houhai.

Sunrise at Dadonghai beach

Sunrise at Dadonghai beach


Sunrise at Dadonghai beach

Sunrise at Dadonghai beach


Yalong beach

Yalong beach


Yalong beach

Yalong beach


Me vs. bright red dragon fruit

Me vs. bright red dragon fruit


This is actual hell

This is actual hell

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Wish I spent more time in Houhai

I had read about this interesting fishing village "worth the trip", in my Lonely Planet. It was about an hour and a half away, so I headed out there in the morning. The bus dropped me off about 3 km away with out even suggesting which direction I should walk in.

I managed to find the port, walking aimlessly in the sweltering heat, but all I could see were ramshackle huts and the putrid rotting fish smell was atrocious. I held back my gag reflex long enough to make it to the end of the dock and walk back. The struggle is real.

When I tried to get back to the bus, I walked through the town and it was one of the most depressing things I'd ever seen. I didn't dare snap any photos. Women and children were running all over the place barefoot into dirty cement cubby holes with dirt floors that served as their homes. Some of them were squatting on the road fixing their nets for tomorrow's catch. Why can't some of the price we pay for this delicious food go to the people who do the work of pulling it out of the sea? It doesn't make sense.

I was ready to drop dead from heat exhaustion, but just at that moment, a man with a big smile full of betel nut stained teeth, sold me a huge bunch of grapes from the back of his mini pickup truck.

Earlier, I had fantasized about chowing down on some fresh fish at the docks or in the village, looking out at the sea, but alas, I wasn't in Brazil anymore. From what I could see, there was nothing of the sort even attempted. I was content with my grapes. I found the bus pretty easily and slept until we got to my next destination, Houhai beach.

I thought this place was great, despite the oil rig, shipwrecks and mined out hillside. It was more chilled out and quiet than anywhere else in Sanya. The sand was soft and the water was cleanish. I bought a beer and finished my grapes while napping in the shade. When I came home it was evening, so I went to bed, only to be woken up by some German douchebags looking for "Lisa" at 4 a.m. by bellowing drunkenly into my window.

Xincun port

Xincun port


Houhai beach

Houhai beach


Houhai beach

Houhai beach


Houhai beach

Houhai beach


Me vs. chicken and mango pudding

Me vs. chicken and mango pudding

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Wandering around Sanya

I left at 5 for Sanya on Hainan island. There was only one bus a day and it wasn't too comfortable. I was already regretting coming to this place with no train station.

In the middle of the night, we had to get off the bus and take the ferry to Hainan. When they build the bridge there, it will be much beter because it really is a time consuming process. You have to go through two passport checks and a metal detector, which isn't even properly supervised. The alarm went off on me and no one even glanced up from their cell phones.

Anyway, I found a dark corner of the boat and slept there on my blanket. It's another few hours to the bottom of the island, and when we got there, I tried to take the bus to Dadonghai, where most of the hostels were. The ticket lady seemed to say I could walk there, but I quickly realized that I couldn't. I strolled down the beach with all my stuff for a few hours and still didn't know where I was. I asked some fishermen who pointed to a place at least another two hours away, so I gave up my trek, bought a coconut and hopped on a bus that would drop me off just around the corner from my hostel.

I bought some fruit for lunch and the nice fruit man showed me where to go. I was exhausted and so I took a shower and flopped down on my bottom bunk.I slept a lot of hours and went looking for wenchang chicken. I found a place that served it, but they only brought me cabbage. I ate all the cabbage, but the chicken never came. I had pointed to the picture on the menu and everything. I left extremely disappointed. The Russian waiter even spoke moderately good english, so I have no idea what happened there.

On the way bac, I picked up a beer and some creepy, tatooed, 30 year old Canadian guy abruptly stopped his pool game to sit down and talk to me. Later some girl called him and I listened to himexplain how he would never see her again for 15 minutes. I rolled my eyes, pointed to my watch and went to bed. Later I overheard him playing the "never have I" drinking game with a bunch of other douchebags at 4 a.m. Every statement revolved around something sexual as he tried to get the women to drink more and more. It makes me sad to see bad foreigners, but it's even more sad when they are your compatriots.

Ferry waiting room

Ferry waiting room


Ferry to Hainan

Ferry to Hainan


Sanya

Sanya

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