So, almost two weeks ago, I set off to 云南 and 贵州 as a part of the PKU Program, half because we wanted to teach middle-schoolers some English and participate in the Yale Club of Beijing’s book-giving project, and half because we wanted to explorer a part of China beyond the borders of 北京. The trip was incredible.
The first day started with an early wakeup at around 6 in the morning to catch a bus that was supposed to pick us up at the Southeast Gate at Peking University…unfortunately the bus missed its planned appointment and we all took taxis to the airport. We got to the gate with barely enough time, we were actually lucky that they printed our tickets. Kirk forgot his passport so he had to go back to the dorm and take the next flight which was planned to take the other girls who had decided that they couldn’t miss their Friday classes to travel. My roommate did.
Tomorrow I will continue, because right now I am simply about to pass out.