Sanqiutian Wharf Relics — Local services in Xiamen

I find myself here today, yet I must confess that it has been a day of unparalleled torment. I rented a vehicle through Didi, only to discover that it was permeated with the acrid stench of stale cigarette smoke. The journey, which I endured in the back seat, was an exercise in misery; I succumbed to motion sickness and ultimately resorted to using a bag for my retching. It was an experience far more distressing than my usual struggles with acid reflux, as I battled waves of nausea, a throbbing headache, and beads of sweat dotting my forehead.

As if this were not enough, the subsequent boat ride proved to be equally disconcerting. For a mere 35 RMB, I boarded a vessel bound for Gulangyu Island at the ungodly hour of 6:50 AM. The trip lasted a mere five minutes, including the return journey. However, the experience was marred by the overwhelming odor that assaulted my senses as we departed the dock — a foul miasma reminiscent of a public restroom neglected for far too long.

In reflecting upon this odyssey, I can’t help but question the standards of cleanliness and care in our shared spaces. How is it that we allow such conditions to persist? Perhaps it is a reflection of broader societal neglect, where comfort and hygiene take a backseat to convenience. Such moments compel us to confront not just the physical discomforts we endure but also the deeper implications of our collective...

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