Just when you think you’re back on the blog wagon, the kindly officials with the People’s Republic helpfully block tumblr (and Blogspot, and Facebook—the horror!). So, here I am again, gentle readers, after a month crossing 8 of China’s 22 provinces by bus, train, plane, bicycle, taxi, subway, autorickshaw, boat, cable car and foot, head in hands, tail tucked.
Sometimes, when you’ve been traveling so long you’re all turned around and you don’t know where you’re headed, you just need a sign—a sign pointing you to the Big Buddha.
