I woke up and we were an hour from Hong Kong. We transfered to the Beijing flight with great ease as the airport is very well layed out, with plenty of English signs.
In Beijing we got the bus into the city. The bus passed Tianamen Square where literally hundreds of thousands of people had gathered to watch the lowering of the flag at sunset. We jumped off the bus and hopped on the 52, in the wrong direction! We jumped off again and got on the right bus. We then had to get on bus no. 2 to get to the hostel. We showed the driver the name and he seemed to know. He dropped us off in the middle of no where! Since we didn't have the name written down in English no taxi driver could help us.
By some stroke of luck, two french girls passed and we asked them if they knew where the hostel was. They had been there a day ago and had a card. So, they put us in a taxi and showed the driver the card and in a matter of minutes we were at the hostel.
Club sandwich + Beer + Day of travelling = BED
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