Guilin to Yang Shuo

I spent only a few days pottering around Wuhan and taking in the few sights of interest. I was now on my way to Guilin to get the bus to scenic and beautiful Yang Shuo. At the train station I got the usual amount of attention from the locals but was lucky enough to get the attention of Joyce. A beautiful, great English speaking Chinese girl. She helped me find the correct train and even made sure I found my way to the right carriage. Lucky for me because that day there were a million trains at one platform! Settled in to my bunk and reading my book a little voice interrupted to invite me to dinner. It was Jocye. She wanted to buy me dinner and have a chat, as she too was travelling alone. She was really sweet and it made the long trip so much nicer. At 4 in the morning I was abruptly awoken by the train attendant, telling me my station was coming up in an hour. An HOUR! I could have slept a bit longer! Oh well. Off the train I asked a taxi driver about the bus for Yang Shuo. He put me in his cab and proceeded to drive me twice around the medium strip and delivered me right back where we started and right to the door to the bus. Fat chance he was going to get paid and I told him just so. Fancy trying to mess with me when I'm tired and sleep deprived.All before the sun came up too! In the cosy bus I slept the hour to Yang Shuo and when I awoke I was treated to the sight of beautiful mountain and Krasts and a accient city.