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yellow mountain
July 9, 2004
huang shan is the one place in china i vividly remember from my visit eleven years ago. thankfully - despite the addition of a few hundred hotels and a few million tourists - not a whole lot has changed. i mean, a whole lot has changed, but the mountain is still there, the views are still pretty nice and the sunrise is still impossibly perfect.


yellow mountain is also the place where they filmed crouching tiger hidden dragon. if you didn't immediately recognize it from afar, there are plenty of billboards to remind you. only in china would they obstruct your view of a mountain with a picture of that same mountain with a movie actor on top.

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hitchhiker's guide
Whenever this happened he used to experience a peculiar tingling round the back of his neck that would slowly creep up across his cheeks and heat his brow. The image of mud and grass and lots of little jeering boys flinging it at him suddenly came vividly to his mind at this moment. (163)

The stone-cold fear which had been hovering around Arthur all this time, waiting for its moment, recognized that its moment had now come and pounced on him. He tried to fight it off. He dropped into a kind of alert crouch that he had once seen somebody do on television, but it must have been someone with stronger knees. He peered huntedly into the darkness.
    'Er, hello?' he said.
    He cleared his throat and said it again, more loudly and without the 'er'. At some distance down the corridor it seemed suddenly as if somebody started to beat on a bass drum.
    He listed to it for a few seconds and realized that it was just his heart beating.
    He listened for a few seconds more and realized that it wasn't his heart, it was somebody down the corridor beating on a bass drum. (386)

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the fountainhead
July 4, 2004
-- and she knew that even pain can be confessed, but to confess happiness is to stand naked, delivered to the witness, yet they could let each other see it without need of protection. (668)

And what, incidentally, do you suppose integrity is? The ability not to pick a watch out of your neighbor's pocket? No, it's not as easy as that. If that were all, I'd say ninety-five percent of humanity were honest, upright men. Only, as you can see, they arenít. Integrity is the ability to stand by an idea. (313)

It's something in myself that i don't want to face again. I'm sorry to choose you as the example. But you suit so well. You -- Peter, you're everything I despise in the world and I don't want to remember how much I despise it. (250)

Every form of happiness is private. Our greatest moments are personal, self-motivated, not to be touched. The things where are sacred or precious to us are the things we withdraw from promiscuous sharing. (607)

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July 2, 2004
after the trip to tagong i went north to jiuzhaigou national park, about twelve hours from chengdu. it's full of lakes and whirlpools and waterfalls and other contortions of water, all of which are in an amazing shade of blue that water isn't usually shaded. i think the best thing to do is just put up pictures. here they are:


p.s. if you're like me and are always sadistically looking for reasons to pillage and burn the offices of the lonely planet (but use the book in every new town regardless), the jiuzhaigou section will make you drool. prices, maps, phone numbers, locations of major bodies of water, and -- most insidiously -- information on the legality of staying overnight in the park, are all wrong.

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