
Xining, China
We flew from Kunming to Lanzhou, then caught a long-distance bus from Lanzhou to Xining. The little time we spent passing through Lanzhou, and the even smaller amount of time I spent not asleep on the shoulder of an old man on the same bus through the city, was enough to remind me why I'd disliked it before. Xining was somehow much nicer, despite still being quite grey and dull. We set up camp in Naomi's apartment for the afternoon, showering and washing our clot...