From Hong Kong we boarded a train to make the 25 hourjourney to Beijing. We'd lashed the cash a bit and opted for the deluxe soft-sleeper option which got us a berth to ourselves complete with hot water, doilies, an illuminated message board displaying only in Chinese and a seemingly 'un-switch-offable' soundtrack of Chinese pipe music. Thankfully I worked out how to switch this off after about an hour. Anyhow, the cabin was great and we were highly thankfull that we didn't have to worry about anyone else in our small box which was to be our home for the next full day. China raced passed us at breakneck speed for most of the journey as we tucked into our feast of the old favourite Dairylea and ham sarnies, crisps, instant noodles, (which were surprisingly nice), choccie bics and a nice cheap bottle of red. Fortune had smiled on me that shopping trip and had blessed me with a small pot of 'Marmite' which we had for brekkie so everything was right in the World.
Eventually we pulled into Beijing station and set about trying to find ourlves a cash machine & a taxi to take us to our hotel.
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