This afternoon while I was waiting for the coach to airport for the coming Croatian group, I happened to run into Wang. I admitted that for seconds I hesitated about calling her name, because this young girl looked so worn out.
She answered my addressing. And then a short chat, before it was diverted to the prosperous tours to Taiwan. She's just returned for two days.
Like a nightmare, my group was those rich farmers from our nearby counties. They don't have basic manners. When I hold the microphone to talk, they even shout louder. And they spit, they jump the lines, they litter, and smoke everywhere, even indoors...
I knew the existence of people like these described by her, and sympathetically she had a whole group of nearly 40 of them, so concentrated.
You should remember to avoid the politically sensitive places, like former residences of its late president Chiang Kai-shek. Or else there will be secret police or cameramen around.
Anyway, hearing her story, I was already freaked out, about my own group scheduled on 14 April.
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