In Chongqing

We're in Chongqing. The train ride last night was about 15 hours of unairconditioned ecstasy. Someone came along in the middle of the night and closed all the windows as well and shut off the fan we had blowing. It wasn't an express train so we stopped every 30 or 45 minutes. At points it seemed like we sat a stops as long as we were actually moving (time wise). We met some people on the train who spoke english. The girl was a student in Xi'an at Northwest and the guy was a big NBA fan, his favorite team: you guessed it, the Rockets. Chongqing is a city of about 5 million. Second to Shanghai thus far in the amount of smog; someone said they read it was smoking something like 30 cigarettes a day. The Yangtze River runs through it, which we can see from the balcony of the mini-hostel where we're staying. We're only spending one night here. We leave tomorrow at around 1:30 pm (while y'all sleep soundly) to head down to Kumming. It's an express train so it should be a bit smoother ride. Paper Rock Scissors update: Drew 29 Brian 19. Sorry there haven't been more pictures, we'll put some up when we get the chance, but trust me, we've been taking them. We just haven't had an ability to put them up yet.

New on the list of things to do when I get back: watch "Who Am I?" It's been far too long since I've seen that movie.