Xiagu Village Hotel Shangri-La

... pass the bus but slip on the scree and fall under the wheels of the bus. Fortunately I scramble out at about the speed of light.<br><br>We are all to distressed to get back on the bus, who knows how long it will take to get to Shangrila, if ever. So five of us call back to the town we have just left and organise another mini van to take us to Shangrila.<br><br>This driver is safe, mature and overweight. These are good qualities in a minibus driver

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... was actually quite beautiful as the scenery was reminiscent of the rocky mountains of Colorado while we were in the low valleys and of the high plains of Montana or Alaska as we climbed to the higher valleys.<br><br>Arriving in Shangri-La, we caught at Y7 (USD 1) taxi into old town and settled on a Y60 (USD 9) hotel with 24-hour hot water. The hotel was built mainly of plywood sheeting inside a timbered frame. It was functional, but the walls were paper-thin. A ...

... and arranged to hire a van to take us North to Shangri La. Ed returned to Lijiang. Arrived in a neaerly deserted Shangri La after sunset. Found a place to stay after a slight hunt. Delicious Hot pot dinner and to sleep early. No runnijngt water not even cold water. Just some for tea and toilets. [Have more to say about trek etc. but anxious to send these entries out.]

... An hour of bliss, although I was very sore today. No more massages or emails though for three or four days as we are heading off into the wilderness of Yunnan. Could be scary. The Chinese are very friendly, always waving. Not very many foreigners here at all. They are super honest. If you ever give them too much money they will always make sure you get change and they refuse tips. Quite a few of us have ...

... outfits. When we left we said our goodbyes, but we will probably see them all in Beijing at the ened of the month, as by coincedence our flights all the leave at around the same time! We had earlier that morning taken a short (but tiring ) walk up the hill overlooking the town in order to check out the temple, complete with Tibetan prayer flags and prayer wheels. The views over the town were fantastic, especially because the weather had cleared ...

... Today's visitors have a number of options for exploring the mountain. All require you to pay a ¥60 ($7.50) entrance fee to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain Scenic Area, about 30km (20 miles) north of town. Many tourists visit as part of an organized tour. To get out here on your own, it's best to hire a private car or taxi for ¥100 to ¥150 ($13-$19), or take a bus for Baoshan or Daju. The most popular visit is a round-trip cable-car ride for ¥180 ($22) from ...

... to attract as many visitors and tourists as possible in the short tourist season there. The town is blockaded off from motor vehicles at all of its entrances the only vehicles we saw was the trash truck doing his daily rounds and the occasional motorbike, also the main square is raised up above all of the streets leading into it bye ...

... are, when we left she gave us 3 bananas each, a lucky charm, some chesnuts and some pancakes!! She is amazing. I had my picture taken with them both as did the rest of the gang before papa led us off through the village on his bike as we followed with our bags. Mama had arranged for the bus to pick us up from the village its self so we didnt have to go to the bus station.. what a leg end. So that was Tiger leaping gorge and Lijiang.. :) Few!!! My brain hurts! Steve, Beeky, Sneeky, Arr Trace xx

... take all of our baggage with us, as our plan was to move north to Lugu Lake after the gorge. The sun was slowly rising above the mountains, spraying rays of light from its peaks. We gradually climbed the hillside passing local farmers and scattered wooden buildings every 30 minutes or so. Rosie didn't appear to be totally sure which direction to go, after about an hour we had reached one of the first guest houses, hopefully this was her fathers place. It wasn't, Rosie asked for ...