Postcard from Hangzhou

After close encounters of the robot kind, we found the right bus stop for getting to the Chinese Silk Museum, our preference to being outside in the jungle heat, wandered around there for hours then strolled through a park before the stroll was stopped for rain. Or rather downpour, that being the way in these parts.
Post rain humidity went through the roof so we caught a bus back to the hotel, chilled for a while then ventured out in search of sandals (fail) and scran (success). Did I mention it’s hot?