2012 is my 12th year in Beijing . It is the last
city I wanna stay in for a 5-day Ching Ming holiday. On a lazy Wednesday
afternoon, I stared at the map of China on a website, trying to find
a destination for a spring fling – somewhere not too faraway as air ticket
prices already went up at the last minute; somewhere not too close to bore me. On
a whim, I decided to go to Shanxi .
I arrived in Datong in the morning on Saturday and met 3
girls at the airport. As we were going to the same places, I decided to join
them so we could share a car. Later we found out that we were alumni! What are
the odds! Knowing them was an amazing part of the journey.
So, be spontaneous. Follow your hunches.
Embrace the unexpected.
Xuankong temple |
Pingyao you won't see from travel guides |
Next to a local Catholic church |
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