The Sūzhōu Sojourn

We catch a bullet train to Sūzhōu. The journey of over 1200km takes a little over 五 (wǔ) hours. It is a welcome opportunity to sit, despite narrow seats designed for slighter frames. Attendants stride up and down the aisles, selling shuǐguǒ and delivering Starbucks kāfēi. Conall offers me a beef and coriander chip, which tastes exactly like beef soup. And I mean, exactly.

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