Always after staying at one place for a while, I am a bit more nervous and it reminds me slightly on leaving Vienna. The main difference however is, that I know that this feeling changes again soon. Last week, I had closed Constanze’s door after she had left, this time it was the door of Hasmik. When I know, I cannot open the door again, because I have no key, it makes me also nervous and I check everything as good as a muddle-head can. I am not sure how aware other muddle-headed people are that they are, but I am and so, two parts struggle to be stronger, the supervisory and the muddle-headyness. The latter in the long run must be the winner, because you cannot see how much was under control, you see what was not. And if such a person managed to turn off all the lights, the water and the gas and did many other things well, in the end counts the one thing not well done, let’s say an apple core lying on a plate instead in the compost bucket and now the ants and termites fight with different flies for the bigger part, build new colonies in the following 14 days and call you a muddle-head.
So, after a deep breath I closed the door, went down, prepared my bike
and left in the direction Mr.G had proposed.
didn’t help as a good omen
It was uphill and after a while, there was a barrier and enough policemen to stop faster guys than me. So, one stopped me and said I cannot go, only push the bike.
I pushed it to the barrier and there was another one who told me I cannot go with my bike, not even pushing. He suggested to leave the bike and go and I explained that I am going to Huidong by bike, so it is better to have the bike with me. And he said no.
It was not exactly so fluent, except his Chinese, but in the end everything was clear. Not everything, because I didn’t know what to do now. Mr.G didn’t show any alternative route, it seemed to be the only road where I could go by bike in this car-driver’s highway-paradise.
At home, I had seen on the map, that there is a lake and a hill that I would have passed on the right side. So, my plan was, to try it on the left side and find the route again after that.
On the left side was Shenzhen with all its nice complications for cyclists but this time for every problem there was a solution and I arrived on the North side of the lake
and Mr.G gave a beep of relieve and we were again good friends for a while. Cockily, he suggested a small lane that permanently looked as if it would have a dead end after the next bend and after 10km, there was a complication near to a dead end, let’s say a comatose end. There was an underpass under the highway and Mr.G insisted that exactly there, I would have to turn there to the right.
The problem is that the map that Mr.G presents is even worse than the maps I have on the computer and can put in the blog, so things are more difficult in reality than on the maps here.
But after these two situations, the route was ok, I mean within the normal range of Mr.G-fun.
I had been warned to have enough food for 5th of Feb, because nearly every shop and restaurant will be closed. And that was apparently partly the case today, too. Streets were quite empty, many shops closed
fyling a kite is also old Chinese tradition 
…but when I wanted to take a photo, all came down 
the seller wanted that I buy one 🙂 
closed shops everywhere
and later, I read that every day at least in the first week of the New Year has some special meaning and traditions and I am curious to see if I will have to eat up everything of my storage or go to gas stations to get food. When I arrived in Huidong, I saw one open restaurant and went there (to safe my stocks) and saw that I was not the only customer. So, maybe some restaurants will open to take advantage of those who want to eat outside?
Before I reached Huidong, I had to do 125km (instead of the planned 116, thanks to police and other causes for detours). At noon it was so warm and most of the time sunny that I could go on in t-shirt. The last 25km (and actually, I didn’t know if it would be 20 or 30km, because I didn’t know how big the detours were.) I had the sunny weather in my back and was driving into dark clouds.
But except for 3 or 4 raindrops and some wind (yes, the wind now came from the south, “because” I was going there!) nothing happened.
Huidong looked even more like a ghost city, because there were so many buildings under construction, showing their empty windows like eye sockets in skulls and the scaffolding and billowing covers reinforced this impression.
After my early dinner, I completed my tour and Mr.G said that I had reached the place, but there was not my hotel. I asked people for help and they called the owner and he told them that he is not here, because of Chinese New Year! I had started the booking work for the second part (after Zhuhai and Shenzhen) with 4th and 5th of Feb, because I thought, these could be the hardest dates and was glad to find something. And now this guy had forgotten the booking or whatever. My helpers continued helping me and went along Huidong until they found an open hotel (don’t know if I would have found this myself or with my phone, but for sure not as fast) and another adventure-look-a-like became normal before the adventure aspect could grow.
After the crackers, the evil spirits are driven out and red dirt stays 
the same people who nicely decorate… 
leave a mess for / after / because of worship