sleepless in yangshuo
another sleeper bus journey overnight to hong kong. i have to admit, when i first saw the bus, my spirits immediately lifted. compared to our last sleeper, this one is a positive rolls royce. carpeted and clean, climate controlled and cigarette free, with soft berths featuring individual lighting and vents. the idea of a comfortable journey made my heart sing.
unfortunately, none of the above matters when you’re slamming allong a pocked and scarred concrete road which looks like it’s been hit by shrapnel, for hours on end. sleep in impossible when your teeth are rattling and your internal organs are being shaken loose of their moorings. every bone is being jittered and jarred with every pit and pothole. twelve hours of this.
sleep is a distant dream.
