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Return to hostel to find door locked. After knocking on door several times we give up and head back to hotel reception to ask for key. A guard comes and takes us back to his room - with no key. He just bangs on the door a bit louder than we did. When the people in our room finally decided to open the door it wasn't a pretty sight. 6 elderly chinese men squeezed into our room in their boxers. Apparently the chinese are scared of the dark and so the lights had to stay on. Furthermore, there was no air conditioning which wasn't too bad temperarture wise because we were on top of a mountain but it meant that to keep cool the windows were left open meaning all the bedding was wet and smelt terrible. The sign on the door stating "insert stink bug thingy" was also pretty rank. The toilet was covered in the hair of the previous guests and the toilet had skidmarks that date back so long that archaelogists could probably use them to analyse the dna of the missing link between homosapiens and other thig.
One of the men of the group had decided to place his bed infront of the ladder to Joshs upper bunk so he had to perform some acrobatics to get up there without awakening the chinese man in fear he would be attacked. George was unfortunate to be sleeping next to the creepiest of the chinese dude who we feared would wake him in the night by scratching his neck with his long creepuy fingernails whispering niiii haaooooo - fortunately this did not happen, but he did hit George for talking too much. This is slightly ironic considering that 3 of the other men appeared to be competing in a snoring competition all night as their nighttime noises reached unbearable levels. As we were starting to drift off in our damp, foul-smelling camp beds, a stink bug attacks. The smell of the room was so terrible already that we didn't care too much what smell it would emit but the noise of its wings flying over Georges bed was just another obstacle standing between us and the blissful ignorance of sleep. Finally, in the early hours of the morning we drifted off. BUT NOT FOR LONG! 4am and the Chinese are up and at it! All the lights were turned on, our door flung open and our room soon became a changing room for half the population of the Huangshan area. Clearly social awreness is not particularly advance as the 80 year old Chinese lady barges her way in screaming at her husband to get dressed quicker. Unfortaunately, this was not quick enough and it took them until 5am, which is when we were planning on respectufully waking up and slipping out of the room, to leave. Red eyed and shattered, we sumbled out of the hostel to the same viewing point we went to the evening before for sunset and arrived in tiem to watch the sun rise over the national park. It was worth the pain of exhaustion - genuinely an incredible view. Everyone cheered as the sun emerged and the sun changed colour - the whole thing only took around 20 minutes. Satisfied with the view, we returned to our room, fortunately not followed by a hoard of chinese serial snorers and went back to bed to rest for the day ahead.
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