When The Flying Gods Are Against You... The Longest Trip To Oz...
The best of intentions… ? Not entirely relevant, but during the experience I did wonder whether I was in some rotating representation of purgatory… The idea of constantly rolling that stone up that hill, only for the stone to plummet back to the base (my apologies for mixing allegories!). Anyway, shall we start at the beginning? A long time its been since I’ve blogged, unfortunately I’ve not had much to say. This year I’ve focused less on short trips within China, and more on big trips to the UK and Thailand… thus a requirement to save, a feat rather incredible for me! Upon realising my dear OLD Dad (do forgive me Old Man) was to turn 60 in August this year, my plans changed, and a trip to Australia was added to the international itinerary. Leading up to the trip, in order to save (100 yuan is equal to 20 Australian… ) I stayed put in Tangshan. I’m currently (naughtily) teaching a couple of students Orwells 1984 and upon re-reading this dystopian novel see the society