China was melting down.

Purges upon purges and the lower echelons were watching who prepared their fishbowl soup.

I knew a way of getting into China.

They weren't that invincible as a government.

Most of their Easter Luna Bunny landings on the moon were generated by second rate illustrators who were contouring footage taken by NASA over fifty years ago.

The North Koreans couldn't launch a firecracker successfully and China's reputation wasn't much better.

I was going get in through the Golden Triangle, from either Burma, Thailand or Vietnam side and catch a train up to Guiyang or Wuhan.

It would be that easy.

Millions of Chinese tourists were making it into South East Asia via the train system. It was one-tenth the cost of air flight and the border guards were slack.




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