From there we took a bus into Guangzhou, China to catch a flight to Chongqing for our Yangtze River cruise. What we didn't realise, was just how tough it was going to be to communicate while in China. Since there were few people who could speak English, and even fewer (ie zero) signs in English, we were to be limited to hand gestures and pointing to the few phrases we had in our guidebooks...
When we got off the bus in Guangzhou, we went into the nearest hotel to get directions to the airport. It just so happened that they had a display set up for the upcoming World Cup, complete with the actual FIFA World Cup Trophy!!!
It was upon our arrival to the airport that our second major situation occurred:
Our original plan had been to wander around Guangzhou for the day before heading to the airport, but unfortunately the weather did not co-operate. The pouring rain forced us to head to the airport 6 hours early. When we got there, the sole English-speaking ticket agent informed us that there was a problem with our plane tickets. So she brought us over to another booth before she had to go (her shift was over). This made us more than a little worried, since missing this flight would result in missing our pre-paid cruise which left first thing the next day.
We continued to get more and more nervous to longer we waited at the new booth. Being unable to communicate with us, the employees began madly typing on their computers, discussing things with eachother and pointing at our tickets. After almost an hour they handed us some new tickets for a flight leaving 2 hours earlier than our original flight - I've never been so glad that it was pouring rain before!
A couple of days later, I had a chance to check my email and discovered that our flight had been cancelled and the tickets were non-exchangeable. I guess the employees took pity on us after seeing our looks of utter confusion.
So with that mess out of the way, we needed to get some lunch/dinner. This is Jenn's drink - rose tea, complete with actual rosebuds!
Armed with a piece of paper reading "Hi, I have booked a trip on the Yangtze River on the Yangtze Princess. Please call (504302165) to find out which pier the Yangtze Princess is currently docked at. Please take me to the Yangtze Princess," written in Chinese we were ready to find our boat... or so we thought. Time for situation #3.
We arrived in Chongqing at around 10:30pm (our flight was delayed) and began looking for a cabbie to take us to the boat. Unfortunately, we couldn't find anyone who could understand our message. Uh oh. We then met an English-speaking travel agent who was waiting to pick up other tourists, who offered to call the number and find out the proper dock for us. She then led us to a cabbie and gave him instructions for us. With that, we were on our way.
After driving for 15 minutes, the cabbie turned around and asked us something in Chinese. Jenn and I looked at eachother and then point to the piece of paper we had and gave it to him. He kept driving and then pulled up to another cabbie and got some directions. We made it to the docks and discovered that there were many many docks there (Chongqing sits on the crossing of two rivers) and he had no idea which one we were going to. They all had Yangtze cruise boats docked at them and we didn't know which was ours. After stopping to ask various people on the streets, making a number of phone calls and driving up and down the docks for over an hour, we began to get worried.
Eventually we ran into a (probably half-drunk) homeless man who seemed able to help out. He got in the car and continued the search with us for the next 30 minutes or so, frequently turning around to smile at us and give us the thumbs up. After circling the same building a number of times, a man came out of one of them to lead us away. We gave the cabbie and his "assistant" a huge tip and followed our new guide down a dock, across two boats tied to eachother and then down the length of two more to reach our boat hidden in the back. Insane... but again, thanks to the help of strangers, it all worked out in the end.
Jenn was clearly relieved to make it into our room on the boat.
The lounge room on the boat.
One of several sitting areas onboard.
This was the view from the upper deck of our boat the next morning. It was extremely foggy for the first day until we made it into the Three Gorges, where the weather cleared up and gave us some amazing views.
Views of the Yangtze River. We actually have hundreds of pictures like this... every 30 seconds you could point the camera in another direction and take an amazing picture.

This is a brand new bridge built for the rising of the river. It has already risen 135 m and has another 40 m to go. This part of the river used to be so narrow, that boats would have to go through one at a time.
This house was built right into the side of the cliff. It has been abandoned, as it will eventually be partially under water.
Gives you an idea of the scale.
This boat is filled with recycling.
This is Goddess Peak. Legend has it that the Wu Gorge (one of the Three Gorges) was formed when 12 dragons were running amok over the countryside, the goddess Yaoji became upset with them and turned them to stone. Their carcasses formed the 12 peaks of the Wu Gorge. Yaoji continued to watch over the river and help guide the boats, eventually turning to stone herself. If you look closely, you can see the goddess rock: There are two larger peaks on the left. Just to the right is the small goddess peak, shaped like a person standing hunched to the left.