The sanitary conditions at the state-owned Bailong Port Hotel are incomparable to those of the Sailor Club.
There are no TVs, no air conditioning, no private bathrooms; the walls, whitewashed with lime, are moldy in many places, and the floors are covered in spit stains.
Even the sheets and bedding seem like they haven't been washed or aired out in ages; they're damp and emit an odd smell.
Zhang Asheng and his wife, Shen Rulan, love cleanliness, and they tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep well.
Although the ship was noisy and the hygiene was only average, the exhaustion and drowsiness overcame them, and they fell asleep as soon as they boarded.
Ye Xingguo is not so picky, he slept soundly at night, couldn't sleep during the day, bought a few newspapers, and laid on the narrow bunk reading.
Zhang Junyan and Old Liu worried they might be recognized by regular passengers from Bailong Port, so they didn't come to this cabin.
