From Heather’s Perspective

I had to pay 20 ￥ （approx。 3 dollars）for the publication rights to this journal entry （all spelling is original-in more ways than one）

On the 22 we arived in pingyao， walked around the station and found that the doors had bycycle locks on them。 But we weren‘t the only ones。 there were at least six other people with us and all the officers inside did was lagh at us。 Some people walked up and down the doors looking for one without a lock， but there were none。 So it’s ten thirty， the guy from the hotel is waiting for us on the other side of the building， and we don‘t know what to do。 finally a conductor came and unlocked one of the doors for us。 When we finally got to the other side a guy with a sign saying “ALAWRITCHI” came up to us and brought us to a little electric cart he had waiting for us。 So we all squeezed into this cramped cart with our bags and after awhile we decide he’s not taking us to the hotel， He‘s taking us around in circles and that got my parents going all “are you sure this is the guy from the hotel” and “I thought you were following him”。 So my parents were geting all worked up until my brother said “of course this is the guy from the hotel， don‘t be stupid， I was following him” and at that moment， as if on qeue， we stoped and the taxi driver said “walk from here”。So we walked down the street to the hotel and were given a very warm welcome and some very warm tea by the owners。 We then had dinner， wich was quite good， and got our room where I fell asleep right away。

The next day we met the puppy， a tiny dog the colour of coffee full of milk。 He also had one white stripe that ran halfway across his shoulders。 He would sit and let you pet him for hours。（well，I bet he would， mum didn’t give me that long）。 after breakfast we climbed up and walked along the city walls。 When we were leaving we noticed a dog coming out of the hotel next door， a really scruffy dog that was supposed to be white but looked brown beacause of dirt。 When we looked off the wall we saw another dog like it。dad said “Look， it‘s the dog from next door， I didn’t think it would come this far” and so mum said “It‘s not the same dog， that’s just what dogs look like here” so the rest of the way Jacob and dad and I were looking for dogs that looked different， saying things like “that one is brown， not white” and “that one is huge， and black”。 That annoyed mum a lot。