Whew! We made it. We didn't take the train but instead took a 2 hour mini bus from Pingyao to Taiyuan and then a 7 hours Greyhound type bus to Jinan. It was fine and I really enjoyed the countryside but the trip was marred by the guy across the aisle from Suzannah who threw up twice, once before we even left the city.
We got up and wandered around Pingyao a bit, getting breakfast from a street vendor (some sort of corn pancakes)
and taking in the Lu Lutang residence and the temple before getting a cab at 10 a.m. to the bus station.
Drivers here in China are crazy. This bus driver was whipping the bus around, changing lanes, driving on the shoulders. Red lights are advisory. Pedestrians, bicyclists, scooters, cars, trucks, buses all just willy nilly go where they want. If you're making a left turn, you do it from any lane and you just nose out and block traffic. Honking as often announces your intentions as expresses your impatience. But so far we've only seen one accident . . .
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