Well we're finally here after a long and tortuous flight on another boeing 737 plane (though I rather suspected that it was the same one) we finally found the seat belt lights light up, which meant we were descending. Under the wing was a thick blanket of clouds.
Then after our plane broke through that, there was another blanket of clouds beneath us. So we were smack sandwiched between cloud layers. Brilliant. Never before seen anything like that.
And after we broke through that one, we saw Kunming city, where dad's conference is held. I have never seen anything like that either. It's city as far as the eyes could see. It's a concrete jungle as far as the eyes could see... before all is lost beyond the foggy background. Kunming city is one of those megacities in the midlands, as big as -- well, bigger than Singapore Island itself, for example.
They say that the air in Kunming is relatively fresh. They probably haven't been to Cape Town. Here all I could smell is engine exhaust and cigarette.
The view from my hotel room was horrible. So horrible in fact, I took relish under its drabness. It probably inspired a lot of tragedy plays. The window faced the Kunming broadway, which had hardly any traffic lights. If that's not enough, at night the sky turns grey! At least the sky over Singapore is inky black, and stars COULD show up if you looked hard enough.
But on the light side, Julie and her sister are staying with us in the hotel, so I have two more people to talk to... and with more on the way.
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