China Blues
As I set up this blog I discovered that my own blog is off limits to me while I'm in China. I can set up a blog, but I can't open it, or anyone else's.
I'm in the town of Dali, Yunnan Province, China, five-hour bus ride north of the provincial capital of Kunming. When I was first here 10 years ago Dali was a laid-back little town with a half-dozen backpacker hotels, a couple of cafes and tailor shops, all clustered around Huguo Street. Now the tourist shops cover about a quarter of the Old Town.
I'm staying in a place called the Tibetan Lodge, one of the original backpacker hangouts. High rents drove the Tibetan from Huguo Street to adjacent Renmin Street. I've got free wireless there, but as I surf the web I've found that the most random websites are off limits. Chinese servers have no problem with me reading the New York Times, but blogs are apparently more dangerous. Unsupervised and therefore more likely to corrupt my fragile mind.
Should be fun to get back to Hong Kong and see what this thing looks like.
I'm in the town of Dali, Yunnan Province, China, five-hour bus ride north of the provincial capital of Kunming. When I was first here 10 years ago Dali was a laid-back little town with a half-dozen backpacker hotels, a couple of cafes and tailor shops, all clustered around Huguo Street. Now the tourist shops cover about a quarter of the Old Town.
I'm staying in a place called the Tibetan Lodge, one of the original backpacker hangouts. High rents drove the Tibetan from Huguo Street to adjacent Renmin Street. I've got free wireless there, but as I surf the web I've found that the most random websites are off limits. Chinese servers have no problem with me reading the New York Times, but blogs are apparently more dangerous. Unsupervised and therefore more likely to corrupt my fragile mind.
Should be fun to get back to Hong Kong and see what this thing looks like.
posted by TRippe at 2:32 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home