In 2010, Sylvain and I embarked on a train road trip from Paris to Shanghai. We successfully completed the journey entirely by train, up until Beijing. However, we decided to take a detour by plane to the tropical island of Sanya.
Unfortunately, we made the poor decision to fly during one of the worst floods the island had experienced in decades. Nevertheless, we didn't let that stop us from taking some bed-jumping pictures in Sanya.
Five years later, after visiting Fred in Hong Kong and jumping in Macau, J. and I decided to soak up some sun and try our luck again in Sanya.
This time, the weather was stunning, and I was finally able to claim my revenge over my first Sanya adventure. We stayed at the same Hilton where I had previously stayed with Sylvain, and still thoroughly enjoyed the hotel, especially our room with its huge (and I mean HUGE) bathtub overlooking the South China Sea.