Guilin, China
I am still on the train. Woken at 7 by some commotion. But manage to drift off shortly after. I get up to use the toilet and stretch my legs. All I can think about while I'm being bashed about in the toilet, with the smell of stale smoke, standing in other peoples piss and listening to someone hawking up outside the door is just how mum would cope in this situation. I chuckle to myself. I spend the day sleeping and looking out the window. There are quite a few ki...

