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I opened up Google Maps and zoomed into Jiangsu Province. I could go anywhere that two days of walking would allow. I checked out a route from Taizhou to the coast. The walk would have taken me through an extremely rural floodplain all the way to the Yangtze River delta and the ocean beyond. I scanned the satellite images of the coast looking for a beach, but all I found was what appeared to be silty mud, deposited from the river.
I can go anywhere in the province, why would I want to walk km to a mud flat? So I angled south on the map and found the massive Lake Tai.
Grotesque scholar stones have been cultivated from the banks of this lake for the past thousand years, it was an old haunt of bandits, this region was right in the breadbasket of ancient China. I paused. I chose the new sneakers, mitigating the risks of the decision against the preservation of my mountain boots. The morning streets were just waking up for the new week.
It was Monday, and only a few street cleaners in their telltale orange jumpsuits were stirring. I stared out into the empty streets and saw a taxi approaching in the distance. One of the biggest challenges of traveling in China is determining what station of a city you need to go to in order to catch transport to your destination.
Only the smallest of towns have a single bus and train station. A city of pretty much any size has three, four, or even more bus stations, and many have at least two train depots. Generally, these stations are coordinated with the cardinal direction of locations they offer service to.