When I woke up in the morning, after leaving Chengdu the previous afternoon, it turned out the train I was in was behind schedule. However, this turned out to be in my favor, as I was originally destined to arrive in Huaihua, my transfer station, at six in the morning. This delay meant I could start the day well rested.
When I got to Huaihua, an army of taxi and scooter drivers bombardede with generous offers to take me to the bus terminal. Said bus terminal however was only 700 meters down the road, so I trusted my ability to find it myself.
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