Day two: After a short night in an historical hotel inside the walled city of Pingyao on a wooden bed, feeling like being in the “Red Lantern”, we thought we were going to visit the city. Not so, first we had to go through the welcome of the Mayor and the TV routine. Finally we went in the narrow streets and the houses that had been undisturbed for centuries, some dating back to the Ming Dynasty. Extraordinary travel in time.
Then we hit the highway to reach Xian along a long road with heavy traffic. Highway driving is quite simple in China, you do anything at anytime to gain some distance. We learnt fast. Example: we cut off a police car while passing a group of trucks from the right emergency stop lane. In Texas we would have gone to jail for the rest of our life. Here, not so, you pass or you get passed, no aggressiveness, no insult, you just keep moving. By the way the roads are filled with trucks carrying anything you may think of, in quantity. There are no 18-wheelers, rather 20 or 22-wheelers. The industry activity is palpable, besides the trucks, you may see road workers everywhere and cranes filling the horizon. If there is a crisis, we cannot see any clue of it from our vantage. Tomorrow no driving, we are going to visit Xian and among other the Terracotta Warriors. I have no time to upload pictures, we are getting to the hotel too late and leaving too early in the morning Love Dad
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