Sleeping in an airport bench did a whole lot more than I was expecting (especially with Dan Dan Mien sitting in my stomach) but I've been abusing up my old system way more than I should have. I'm just dumb like that. Even dumber might be the idea I have of skipping the pandas, teahouses and Chinese Opera, taking this uber bullet train to Leshan for an hour to see the biggest Buddha in the world. I'll be dangerously cutting it close to my flight home, but I'm dumb like that.
Worth a visit. Glad I got to make this my last hike of the trip. I just didn't know that I'd be in for a run.
The biggest test of the trip presented itself at the very last minute. As if the Giant Buddha is asking questions;
What have you attained, after all the places you visited?
All the things you saw, heard and ate?
All the pictures you have taken?
All the things you've come to love and hate?
About human behavior, YOUR own behavior?
All your thoughts and dreams you had?
All the texts you've scribbled on your iPad?
After all the time and money you spent,
All the people that made it possible for you just to be a good friend,
then at the end,
What was it that you wanted?
Lucky for me the security check was empty and there was no immigration check. The gate 16 was on the runway level, the seats sporadically filled and no music. THE most quiet environment I found in my brief stay in China. In the quiet of the waiting area, I almost heard Buddha asking;
Was this what you wanted?
The conclusion I came to was that it was their way of selling 2-stop tickets as 1-stop. Nice move, Sichuan. Almost as nice as the chili paste you throw on our in-flight meal. A nice kicker certainly.