Once out of the city proper, and through the toll booth, we made good time. I say that sarcastically. The bus didn't move very fast and had trouble with the steering. I don't know if it was the vehicle, or the driver, but the bus kept going from side to side.

We were passed by a continuous parade of horns. It didn't matter what size of vehicle was passing us it seemed that they were incapable of doing so without blowing there horn, more than once.

Wuxi is a city, about 150 KM, West of Shanghai, East of NanJing and just North of Tai Hu Lake.

Long before we got to Wuxi, the sun was lost, not that it had ever been all that bright, into a sea of smog and fog. By the time we got to Wuxi it was fully dark.

In Wuxi we quickly moved to the center of town and then to the Northern industrial area where we unloaded the boxes of car parts at a Volkswagen dealership.

Retracing our path, for a few blocks, we dropped off a couple of passengers, then continued South, through the city, fighting rush hour traffic. Wuxi is a small, spread out, city. The last of the daylight left the sky and the streetlights came on.

In the suburbs we passed some amazing street lighting with tall lights along the boulevard that continuously changed colours. As we entered the countryside there were more different types of streetlights with coloured lights forming lines along the side of the highway.

Past the outskirts of the city we wound through some hills along the side of a lake but unfortunately it was too dark to see anything.

BOARDING THE BUS