another sax player under the same bridge as a couple of days ago, wondering if they've begun to migrate from the overpass... another warm day, afternoon clouds upon the southern hills, creeping north upon a welcome breeze, initial plans cast aside, taking advantage of the helpful push north to cycle up to the cinnamon roll bakery at zhuwei, replenishing used up calories... not quite grasping the heat though, especially around the guandu bridge where the path's closed in by a wall acting as a storage heater, the morning sun radiating out of it while the breeze was blocked off, a kilometre of intense sauna to top off the cycle... b