Dianbai – Zhanjiang – 113 km
The stretch between Dianbai and Zhanjiang was effortless biking,
albeit still misty and with light rain. With little of interest, I played
with my electronic toys, which I had a growing number of by then.
None, however, did me any good, and the fancy Garmin was still to
find me a meaningful place or route. Google Maps was doing a better
job at finding things.
The day turned out to be another 120-kilometre ride, and on slinking
into Zhanjiang, I encountered a bridge where cycling wasn't allowed.
The Garmin pointed me to the ferry port, where bikes and motorbikes
were ferried across and onto a cheap(ish) hotel. Subsequently, I
discovered it was not a river but an inlet of the South China Sea.
A desperate need to do laundry called for staying an additional day.
Unable to find a laundromat, I started doing the laundry, but the
hotel staff came to the rescue. However, it was unclear when the
laundry would be returned, and I set off to the shops. Shopping,
typically, took double the time than anywhere else, and I spent nearly
the entire day finding the few items needed.
My abode was opposite the market, making it easy to pop in for a
bite. But convinced the meal contained dog meat, I went without
supper (of course, it could've been my imagination).
Zhanjiang – Leizhou – 60 km
Luckily, the laundry was returned in time, and as the internet stated a
ferry operated between Zhanjiang and Hainan, I searched for the
jetty. Unfortunately, there wasn't much information regarding the
boat and I couldn't find any sign of it. Maybe, it didn't exist. A minor
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