Our “courtesy limousine” picked up Chris from Haikou Airport yesterday. First action I took was to borrow him my Hawaiian sweater. T-shirt and shorts have been definitely too cold for the day. Today we tried to meet Chris and Nicole at the swim start. We were unlucky, our communication skills with the Chinese locals were not good enough to reach our goal. We had to walk far out of the city and were not fast enough to catch the guys. So we met at the breakfast table finally and followed both through the preface rituals.
My beloved champ arriving in Haikou
Second Day: missing the swim of Chris and Nicole
Honestly, I have to admit we have been leaving a little bit late from our Hotel, but we thought to have a clear picture were to go… wrong, we reckoned without our host, the Chinese. Our communication with the taxi driver failed. The swim start was too abstract a goal to describe it. We ended up walking along the river side, impressive for us, too late for reaching our guys. Underneath a minute selection of the contrast you meet on this island.
Major hick-ups to get online
It seems ages to me that we have left Germany, Nicole and Lothar Leder, Fritz Zorn and I. That was Monday afternoon 2:00 pm. Now it is Wednesday 10, and a long day lies behind us. The night before was short, the night ahead of me may be so too. I can assure you to come to China is like jumping into another world. Community platforms are all barred. But my iphone is tricky, it is able to undermine the barrieres. It only has one major handicap, to stay tuned with you via Twitter is so extremely expensive. The very short clip that you can hopefully watch here – I cannot – shows the very beginning of our trip.
When we arrived here at Haikou Airport, all of us where done (we had 19 hours traveling behing us). But then, the interaction with the taxi drivers brought us back to life. Believe me it was fun, we had some very good laughs. Biestmilch chewies and boosters are with us to survive all this… on the move the whole day, and doing the writing, editing and uploading jobs in the night.
Thank you Fritz for uploading our snippet.
Fuerteventura: The Moments In-Between
Fritz and I, the biestmilch mini film team, didn’t have much leisure time on this Island. But we enjoyed the few moments we had with a glass of red wine in our favorite little local restaurant. Tomorrow Fritz Zorn and I, another mini film team
is leaving for China. I am wondering whether it will be possible for me to keep you posted, or whether the Hotel lines are as bad as on Fuerteventura.









