I’ve arrived in China. The train journey was uneventful, 2032 kilometres spent staring at corn fields in the company of Sharon, an ER technician from Guam. Nice lady.
Found my hotel OK, but they’d lost (there’s that word again) the details of my booking. Luckily a spare room is found, and I’m free to wander off to a nearby tibetan restaurant to sample yak-butter tea, spiced rooster and ‘bittern sinew of oxen’, whatever that was. All very nice, although the rooster was quite gristly.
Tomorrow, the Forbidden City. Assuming they let me in, of course.