I know it’s quite disappointing but I did not go to my private dance lessons last night! When I thought about it that would have been way too embarrassing as everyone would have stopped dancing to look at me dancing with an old grandma and being stupid (because I don’t know these dances!). Well, maybe I could have managed but I didn’t find the courage at the given time.

But many others (thousands and maybe even billions) opportunities to have strange experiences are on the way; because, as the old and wise saying goes: “the one who travel on the remnants of the Silk Road is bound to do cool stuff”. Ha.

To come back to our mouton, I am now in Xi’an, for the second time in history (I do not count my previous reincarnations). Xi’an, capital of the Chinese Empire for 13 dynasties and which 8 meters tall walls are 1400 years old. I had a non fruitful conversation on the train in Chinese with… a Chinese guy. But my Chinese is terrible, so it didn’t go that far. He had allergy from something, so his eyes looked like a raccoon. So he was going back home to study something. Yep, fruitful.

But I’ve changed my mind and I will try to get a ticket for Lanzhou for tomorrow night, so I can really get started with this Silk Road business of mine…