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When we arrived, it was getting dark so, surprise,
surprise I was out with my camera. |
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here is a view through the hotel fountains and a
large inflatable arch towards the river. |
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just a few paces on through the 'square window' (with
apologies to Jackanory) |
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Lasers were panning their green beams out from the
hill in the centre of town (city?) |
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The wind was blowing these willow trees! |
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I wonder if this light display happens
every night. |
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Looking back towards my hotel on the right. Some 18
floors. |
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Even the lights at the top of the hotel change
colour. A la Empire State Building. |
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But it's the tricycles that fascinated
me most. There are many of these pedal powered rickshaws touting for
business around the clock.
They are very popular and I saw all
manner of people using them to get around the city. |
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Just a few hundred metres away, a classic Chinese
building beautifully lit up. |
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This is the centre of the old part of the city. The
lights reflecting rather splendidly off the river. |
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The following morning, I awaken to the
sound of fireworks, which is a change from Cock a doodle doo or church
bells in the UK. |
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As I wait for my lift, tricycles rush silently by
with their passengers or not, as the case may be. |
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For some strange reason which I never did quite
fathom, a huge inflatable semi circle of coloured plastic stood in front
of my hotel for most of my stay. |
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To say nothing of some very Chinese balloons tethered
to a high point of the hotel. |
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Traffic in Yuyao can best be described as
'interesting'. |
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There are several Western style department stores,
escalators et al. My hotel looks
huge from here. |
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Next, I take a gentle climb up the hill.
there's a small zoo, some pleasant sitting areas and a Pagoda or three. |
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On the way up I spot a small child practising her
dance routine as her father takes a breather.
A mixture of oldish and newish architecture. |
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