Read my first post on the recent trip to Suzhou, China
here (sorry I have disabled the link due to personal reasons).
Just in case you want to know how I travelled to Suzhou, I flew with AirAsia X from LCCT, Selangor, to the Hangzhou Xiaoshan International Airport (HXIA).
Whole journey took some dreaded 4.5 to 5 hours. By the time I arrived at HZ, it was close to 2pm. No time zone difference though, therefore worry not!
There are two alternatives of getting to Suzhou from Hangzhou:
First one is to take a bus from HXIA to the Hangzhou Railway Station (40 mins), which costs 40 RMB or RM20. Don’t take a cab – it costs heaps I heard!
From there you can catch a train to Suzhou, of which journey is 1.5 hours.
I opted for the second method by taking a van from HXIA to Suzhou directly. This may take you less effort but you will have to put up with the draggy 4-hour journey and cramped space in the van.
The van dropped us passengers in front of the Sanyuan Hotel in SZ, which is close to the location of Laurence, friend #1 whom I wanted to visit.
Upon arriving, I remember seeing Hoe, friend #2 of mine excitedly tumbling out of the hotel towards my van – like a rabbit – to welcome me. LOL.
We were supposed to travel to SZ together but somehow she got a job in Shanghai. Therefore we had to meet up in SZ.
By the time I arrived in SZ, it was already close to 7pm and Hoe suggested that I had my dinner first (she already had hers while trying to kill the 2.5 hours waiting for my arrival – poor her!) before meeting up friend #1 whom she has yet to be introduced to.
Went to a small (most restaurants I saw were tiny anyway) but cosy Muslim restaurant to have this:
A plateful of hand-pulled noodles with fried tomato plus egg, and a bowl of soup.
And the noodles were made on the spot lor WTH. They kept pulling and kneading the dough until noodles slowly formed.
That must be the most amazing dish to gulp down after having walked some distance in some night temperature below 4 degrees Celsius.
In fact weather was freaking killing the second I stepped out of the van and Hoe was asking if I felt cold.
I went like, “No leh!” in a super ignorant manner, after which I started experiencing numbness over my mouth as cold breezes swept pass me.
And the next thing that happened – I simply could not talk without getting tongue-tied!
Activities after aren’t worth mentioning so lemme skip abruptly to the next day.
Woke up super early to take photos of Laurence’s luxurious 2-storey condo loft. BTW SZ’s 6am is our equivalent of 8.00am in West Malaysia but night falls as early as 5pm during the winter period.
Just look at the sunlight at 6am! And the irony is that temperature was below zero.
Laurence must be feeling disgusted at my towel hanging in an unsightly manner by the staircase handle. This biatch has quietly turned into a hygiene/neat freak and totally acted like one orang atas!
Can’t with him lor!
Took a bus to go to the town later that morning!