Continued from My China trip, part 4: An Evening of Song and Dance in Wenzhou
I woke to the gentle but persistent chimes of my cellphone alarm. The first blush of dawn was lighting the sky. I pulled back the curtains of my hotel room and looked out. Wenzhou was spread out before me surrounded by low, green hills which dwarfed the many high-rises in the city. It looked peaceful in the soft light of early dawn.
View from my hotel room, Wenzhou, China
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