taking in the view by taking the bus

upon taking the bus to see my good friends in my first city in china, i thought that this would be nice to write about.

i remember my first bus trip in china. from jincheng, we traveled to xi'an in another province. it was a 9 hour long trip with washroom pit stops that would ward me off from long-distance travel in china forever. in any case, the scenery was beautiful. and, when i say beautiful. it was more than that.

traveling between montreal and toronto all my life, i didn't realize how beautiful land can be. especially, in that part where everything was mostly flat.

my trip between xi'an and jincheng was breathtaking. even though we would take quick turns along the mountainsides and almost fall off the mountain, we could see the majestic course that nature took all these thousands of years. "it is past bodies of water, that makes the ridges in the land like that." there would be layers and layers of earth with perfectly grown grass on each layer. and it would be land after land of this for miles.

there's more. i remember mud, lots of mud/clay homes. i wondered if people actually lived in them still. i looked for traces of life, but didn't find any. knowing now from what i have seen, i wouldn't rule it out.

in vietnam, the scenery was beautiful also. except, it was rivers and green everywhere. going north from saigon, near hue, palm trees filled the land. we went by beaches and through valleys.

travel like this is precious.