a remarkably good bus service in Rotorua, New Zealand although other than that there wasn't a lot going for the place, full of local ethnics, dole offices, state handout centres, smelly thermals and dismal surroundings, very friendly bus crews saved the day.
last night I went to meet Zhang who is organising our Chinese trip in April, dinner at a Chinese restaurant ( Zhang's choice) failed to impress but we had a good time, also present the organisers of Indian rail trips, the evening hosted by Marina from Rostov on Don, myself and Mandy the only English people present. The Trafford Centre, my second foray , the first night visit, hell, hell, how much Semtex would you need to..... Why oh why was this inflicted on us, Dante's inferno has nothing on it, the entrance door was out of order as was the escalator, bouncer on the exit from restaurant. A great evening, Zhang's young daughter seemed to love it, glad someone does, people were taking photos of each other against the hideous Las Vegas type backdrops, the end of culture and civilsation, bulldozers forward, now!
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