miserable

Wednesday 10th April
Grey and wet. Set off gamely in search of the old Chinese quarter and gardens of Yuyuan. Feel bloody awful. See the gardens with several hundred thousand others, can’t walk another step. Get the bus back to Pujiang hotel and start sneezing. It’s Chinese cold number two. Mooch around drinking cups of tea, aspirins and having hot baths. Sleep badly. Have a lonely glass of Chinese sweet red wine, rather like pork, in the international seamen’s club opposite the hotel. Sleep badly again.