Luoyang, Day 6, Part 3 –Dinner and Stories

Luoyang, Day 6, Part 3 –Dinner and Stories

How the Cookie Crumbles

At 5:00 p.m., it was still 25 degrees Celsius when we left the Longmen Caves area. All around us, the Chinese people wore sweaters and wool leggings. Our tour guide, Lisa, wore red sweat pants and a fleece jacket. We foreigners sported shorts or cargo pants and short-sleeved Tees because we were hot. The boulevard back to the bus was again another l-o-o-o-n-g walk.

Our driver pulled down a pot-holed dirt road In the middle of no man’s land. What? I don’t recall buildings or much of anything that looked like civilization for a short while. We rounded a tight corner on the bumpy road and like an oasis in the desert, came upon the strangest sight–at least to me. Two long buildings materialized meeting at right angles at one corner. I can only describe it as a motel—with a second storey.

© by permission of RJ, a member of English 8  The building is in the back. A lovely bridge and flower garden decorated the middle courtyard. © by permission of RJ, a member of English…

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