As I ventured out this
morning, bound for the Beijing Zoo, I committed the ultimate of travel blunders
here in China. I took an
absolutely ridiculous route to get where I was going, only to realize there was
a much simpler way to go once I arrived.
In an act of what I can only guess was an inability for my body and mind
to wake up, I rode the subway for about ten more stops than necessary, which
honestly was quite enjoyable. The Beijing
Subway is in immaculate condition.
I guess ...
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After a while of traveling in foreign countries, you begin to realize that it's not just your luggage that can get lost. When you don't speak the language, you loose your ability to speak. If you can't decipher the written word, you loose your ability to read. And if you can't read the signs to know where you're going, you yourself can get lost. It can be a bit overwhelming, and at times humiliating, but I'm sure even Odysseus experienced frustration on his adventurous travels. This blog is my account of my travels. Hopefully, my blunders will assure others that they are not the only ones lost in translation.
